Rule of Two

Streatham common running from the 1-time

I can’t be late when its crunch time

Man talk about my life but I love mine

It’s better a punchline than a cunchline

You see tryna find a shot that’s a tough grind

You spot one by spot one on the frontline

When the race gets techy I gotta run mine

That’s the story on road and my love life

You got the young gees pressuring the older kids

You ever felt like somebodys gotta go for this

Feds follow me and my associates

I gotta take a hard left with the soviets

Never waited for a bring-in or the lottery

I wanted to make moves but it’s ****ed

Cause the worker in me always seems to argue with the boss of me

Nobody made change sticking to the policy

Nobody speaking for the youth and it bothers me

The said I’d either do crime or be a rapper

I managed to do both so I’m a self-fulfilling prophecy

I told bae your Penelope in my odyssey

Rolex Daytona with a white face

Man trapping getting duty solicitor

And wonder why they end up getting birdied for a light case

There’s a lot of niggas fitting in a tight space

This is jimmy Conway not Jimmy Falon

I see man peak young like Lilly Allen

We had to do it then act like it didn’t happen

Nowadays it’s pics or it didn’t happen

South London’s the home of the trigger action

Long shanks I’m a brave-heart

I think therefore I am it’s like Descartes

In war somethings gotta burn its like napalm

Youngs Tef gave me the call of duty

But I couldn’t picture times like this

When I would rock a fake Jacobs

And save up for Forreduci

People wanna use me don’t wanna lose me

Different place

Girls say I’m a different person any given day

How you talking on my name with that little wage

They threw shade on my borough before the insta page

It’s got me fighting myself

Half my guys in the cell

They denied them they bail

It was time for a ride

And I was riding as well

I’m Lord Petyr Baelish I got knights in the Vale

Im outside where its deadly

And I ain’t singing medleys

Top floor views tryna figure where my head be

Supreme box logo

And I ain’t bout the marches but this ain’t my first rodeo

Was better than you favourite rappers now

When I used to spend my profit on polo

Before the ‘Rona came I was high key on the low low

Box cutters for the packages that’s coming through the door

Send a memo to the tugs

Is you coming to the war

Cah the weaponry select never left the shelf

The feds can’t protect us so we protect ourselves

Why I’m rapping bout pain they ain’t never felt

Was trapping early in the morning with Vanessa Felts

My brothers do lunch in Amiri denim

While I’m waking up from dreams seeing fairies in ‘em

Who said I aint top 5 had a big laugh

And rapping weren’t the only way I had 6 paths

Having visions of the future seeing cop machines

But now we in the future we got ‘nuff machines

When I was making classics they where watching beans

Had the Submariner I ain’t never seen a submarine (Fire)

Used to dream off big houses with the swimming pool

MJ and Scarface posters in the living room

But we gotta teach the kids about the principles

Hoodie gloves & mask like Victor Doom

Love the handle on the spinners ‘cause the grips rubber

But never touched another man because of skin colour

How we treat these women bad and they still love us

Gotta do better so they can heal for us

And every other day she tell me I’m so talented

But my life upside I gotta balance it

Getting money now I hardly check my balances

But shouts to my manager because he manage it

Late night say a prayer while the candle it

But this Balenciaga Paris got me arrogant

She came round wrapped up like she Arabic

Might seduce her to some Usher can you handle it

My Juvvy still a teen wanna cop a Range

But he ain’t never own a thing I said its not the way

Local opps tryna drill me from a block away

Saw it before it happened felt like Doctor Strange

And right now I’m holding business with Santan

And I ain’t talking bout loans or a bank scam

I gobble up a contract like its pac-man

Suttin like track and field how the cash run

Used to break down squares playing x-box

My last verse probably pay for my next watch

Can the rap game remind me of the crack game

I walk into a cypher like its a pet shop

My niggas in the sin bin he got sent off

It went off free the team that’s the end of

Rain hail sleet for a ten shot

Einstein we were working for a dead prof’

I got both cause I’m indecisive

But I’ve been around teeth like gingivitis

They got ‘member Trilly like they did The Titans

Running through the bramble like that nigga Titus

And we aint washed up but we clean good

Before sticks we kept the mase like Greenwood

I know them man are asking but the teams good

My niggas ballers off of drugs they didn’t need snuss

And we good you know the guns and the butter

But I don’t want much I give the funds to my mother

True to the oath ima bring it to my grave

We in a different grade

This is jimmy and Dave