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I’m Back (Explicit) - Fredo

Lyrics by：Fredo

Composed by：Fredo

It's a lot of murders in my city

Talkin' eye for eye die for die

Girls tryna lie

They're running 'round out here from guy to guy

I tried but it's clear that me and you

We can't see eye to eye

When all that you can really see is stuff

That you feel I should buy

Yo why should I

One shooter with me they say "Less is more"

But he will crash off rest assured

I think it's best he gets insured

Them boys are insecure

Say my name in songs to get in the door

Why you think they're mad

We're the ones that win the war

Step your game up or you can't step to Fred

I spend but I invest the bread

So the new Rolex got more baguettes than Greggs

They say I'm clean and how I dress the best

But every time we pull up on them scenes

Always left a mess

SMS and I don't take no disrespect

Except for when it's the net

My neck looks like crystal meth

The best is what I wish the rest

Yeah they do it for the clout

Your friends are all washed

The day I care about clout's when you can spend it in shops

It's gettin' sick on these blocks

Most of my n***as they shot

The rest of my n***as rob n***as

That shop for **** that they got

I couldn't find 'em

So I hit a spot then hit up his boss

When I can't find guap

I find a watch and I'm rippin' it off

Now I've got all kind of watches

'Cause I move the foulest

Just put my Richard in a new spot

Call it movin' houses

I flew my youngins to Dubai

Then they caged up the army

'Cause they took a couple APs at places we party

Phone the phone

Don't ask me 'cause I don't work the order

Before rap you didn't trap

It's cap you weren't a baller

They think they're drippin'

But their jewellers really turned a corner

N***as come around me

And they realise they've got dirty water

Got my mum a spot but I won't post in the house

What's all this postin' about

Most rappers buy their people ****

So they can post it for clout

We had ***** scared to go home

Like there's ghosts in his house

Set up shop here we're closin' it down

Never heard a song where they're tellin' the truth

All that lyin' them boys do

Should put some beds in the booth

These days the neekiest drillers can be online speakin' on killers

And no creepin' on dingers

And how you speakin' on dinners

A lot of n***as speak

But when I speak the streets know it's realer

Chocolate girl in my passenger seat

But the seats are vanilla

Twenty-five thousand a week

That's just a sleep in a villa

If it ain't 'bout Ps

You can't even see or speak to a n***a like me

Businessman invested in Kick Game and watched it expand

I set up shops I set up spots I'm not just in a gang

Real n***a so any time when one of my real n***as land

I'm tryna help him out with his bag like he's my n***a's gran

I been the **** since I was a kid

Now I'm still the man

The plan was to make millions

I made millions and it's still the plan

Skinny n***a push a lot of weight

No I don't need a hand

**** a gym them new hammers in

Got us feeling wham

N***as speakin' my name 'cause they're seekin' the fame

But they ain't done **** we ain't feelin' the same

But I bet we leave one sleepin' again

You spent a ki' on your chain

I spent like three so we ain't the same

PJ there won't be a delay

I bust the white gold Prezzi

And got the same one in plain prick

Got a plain rose Prezzi

And got the same one with rain in

No new n***as with me

With the same ones I came with

I think it's change I fear

I said I wouldn't change but change is here

Businessman now I change career

I level up then I go change the gear

So **** a rainy day

I've got money saved for rainy years

But still don't get me upset

'Cause I'll change your face

With my crazy mates that can't wait to change the plates

Yeah I came from estates to a place with gates

Where I was needing the change

But there's no change to make

And if it don't go one sixty that's not my car

Before songs trappers knew my number off by heart

And rest in peace to Virgil I still Off-White hard

When you grind how I grind

It's a matter of time it's not by chance

They got a team but no it's not like ours

Got the game on lock with my bars

Like all I drop's bicarb'

You ever sat down in prison

Gettin' letters from a ho that you don't even know

Tellin' her to spray a little perfume on the envelope

So you can get a smell of rose

The little bros love to shoot

So I don't never tell 'em "Go"

But they need it and I got it

Then I won't never tell 'em "No"

I know who killed

Shh but I won't never tell a soul

Yeah made a million off my telephone

And made a couple more million pound out here sellin' shows

Yo and even though the opp block is so very close

For them boys to see me

They need to get them a telescope

All them chances I took just for the bread

For them to turn around

And give me racks just for my breath

I got paid then the pain started to trouble me less

It's either that or when my brother put your brother to rest

Hustling pebs

Tryna make it out 'til nothin' is left

And go again and again 'til we run into feds

I don't wear bras but my chest it's a double VS

I'm tired of jewellery though it's time to ******* invest

I'm talkin' mortgages

It's got me shoppin' for rugs and ornaments

This ain't no rap you know it's facts when I'm talkin' this

You're talkin' straps I had more semis than in tournaments

Young n***a tryna reach to the final check him

Oh you're the type of prick to beg a ***** to stay

I'm the type to spend twenty gibs on any given day

Chasin' money out in many different ways

'Til I'm dead and in the grave

That's the only time that Freddy will behave

Even your daughter's mum knows you're out here talkin' a lie

All them jewels that I buy know it's more for the hype

And know I bought my daughters' house before I bought any bike

And caught a lot of yutes lackin' before I caught any flight

Check it my dad did in Feltham taught me to fight

No phones in there gotta talk through the pipe

Now I talk through the mic

Where you lose your shoes if you're awkward and shy

Where I'm from the p***ies lose only the scorers survive

Remember times I felt poor in my life

Now I'm ten times more than alright

Thank the Lord in the light

Now I'm a lord of the mic

My young boys ride 'round with their swords on a bike ting

Swap that bike for a horse

And they'll look more like a Viking

I've got loud little white tings

That fly so much their skin's browner than my ting

They might be hard

But that **** ain't soundin' like my ting

Blowing clouds

But you know that there's no cloud up in my bling

And never try lookin' at my worth on the 'net

'Cause Google don't know who I serve

Or how much work that I get

Yeah I knew my life

See a change when I didn't wanna jerk the connect

And I much rather prefer the respect

Still I never use a cashpoint you should know it isn't that

They get a room prepared for me when I go into the bank

Yo and even though I'm out here still tryna work the block

I'm gettin' eighty for a verse my breath's worth a lot

When I want a girl from the States I just fly them in

He's hidin' flyin' 'cause he knows we're tryna find on him

I'm tryna find where you record

And leave you lyin' in that studio you're lyin' in

Their burners ain't firin'

When my diamonds shinin' they can't help but be admirin'

When I got a show know I can't help but bring the fire in

All that talk's the same reason **** had a funeral

They can't diss me in the streets G it's only in the musical