**[INTRO: 0:00-0:15]**
- *Rain sounds* + *lighter flick*
- **SFX**: *Bare phone vibrating*
- **Shoutout**: *"Jagga Bootz inna buildin' - lock off your shanks!"*
**[VERSE 1: 0:15-0:45]**
*"Yo, bare man starvin' back in '12,
Mum's purse was dust - empty shelves.
Food shop diet? Sardine tins,
Fed vans lurkin' - trap sins begin.
Paki yute from Cheetham dirt,
Learned trap maths: move weight, skip hurt.
First flip was shaky - half-ounce haze,
Plod rolled up - did the alleyways maze.
Jagga taught me: shells get bagged,
Burner chats stay zipped, no brag."*
**[CHORUS: 0:45-1:15]**
*"From crumbs to cake, man's up now,
Benz gleamin' wet - rain on the prowl.
Dubai stamps in the passport flex,
Opps still OT in Primark specs.
Jagga Bootz blueprint - trap gospel,
Move white like ghost in a hospital."*
**[VERSE 2: 1:15-1:45]**
*"Now? Glock 17 with the ceramic kiss,
Heathrow runs smooth - customs missed.
Bare P's stacked in LV duffel,
Ting sucks teeth when I cuff her.
Kashmiri ice in the chain links,
Fed tryna bait - dead thinks.
Brick maths: ten keys = thirty whips,
Snitch gets vinegar bath - no loose lips.
Jagga's voice in my dome:
'Street chess ain't played from home'."*
**[BRIDGE: 1:45-2:15]**
*"Biraderi deep - no fake love,
Cousin got bagged - kissed the glove.
Mum cries 'Allah!' - I cry green,
Trap life machine - cruelest scene.
Rain on Manc concrete cleans,
But bloodstain tales stay in the jeans."*
**[CHORUS REPRISE: 2:15-2:45]**
*"From crumbs to cake, man's up now,
Bentley tints black - opps bow down.
Dubai skylines in the rearview flex,
Jagga Bootz schooled - no complex."*
**[OUTRO: 2:45-3:30]**
- *Mosque adhan faint* + *car ignition*
- **Final Bars**:
*"Paki prince, UK crown,
Jagga's template - no clown.
Street calculus done proper,
Fed's still watchin'... we mobbin'."*
- **SFX**: *Tyre screech* → *silence*
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