Cold Floors, Loud Thoughts

Late night

Cold floors

Loud thoughts

Heart race

Can’t tell what it’s from (ayy)

I came up where the sirens sing

Mum pray I don’t die for bling

Old scars in my LINE

They ring

Still answer

It’s a pride thing

Block said “ride

” I did

Feds came twice

I hid

Big dreams in a small crib

One plate

Whole fam split

Last year man slept on floors

This year

Two keys

Three doors

Still see blue tape by the stores

Still hear bro’s name in the pause

Talk pain

I don’t talk fame

Lost friends

I can’t say names

Shot clock in this life game

One slip

That’s flatline change

Cold floors

Loud thoughts

I was broke

Now I’m in that sport

Big step

Big talk

But I still hear cries when the ends go quiet

Cold floors

Loud thoughts

If I rise that smoke

That’s court

Big heart

Big wars

Tryna buy my peace but the price too violent (ayy)

Two phones

One life

That’s stress

Old beef

New plate on the vest

New whip

Same weight on my chest

Still pray one day I can rest

I don’t fear no man

Just karma

Seen kids turn killa for a charger

Seen dads go miss

Get darker

Mum work two shifts

Move harder

How you flex on a block that’s cursed?

Whole road got a room in a hearse

I laugh but it still hurts

Champagne can’t wash that dirt

My young G want stripes

Not sense

Whole squad on a pound and pence

I told him

“stack up

Then flex”

He said

“Bro

Might die by then”

Cold floors

Loud thoughts

I was broke

Now I’m in that sport

Big step

Big talk

But I still hear cries when the ends go quiet

Cold floors

Loud thoughts

If I rise that smoke

That’s court

Big heart

Big wars

Tryna buy my peace but the price too violent (yeah, yeah)

Can’t sleep

Eyes open

I’m counting sins (counting)

Old beef

New wounds when the phone line rings

If I leave

Will the block still shout my name?

If I stay

Will my mum still feel this pain?

Cold floors

Loud thoughts

I was broke

Now I’m in that sport

Big step

Big talk

But I still hear cries when the ends go quiet

Cold floors

Loud thoughts

If I rise that smoke

That’s court

Big heart

Big wars

Tryna buy my peace but the price too violent (too violent)