Twenty2 (Explicit)

Twenty2 (Explicit) - Kannan

Lyrics by：Kieran Hannan/Stackz Pounds/Samuel Lox

Composed by：Kieran Hannan/Stackz Pounds/Samuel Lox

Fresh home straight back to the pot

Bro say I got a talented wash

The way I vanish a oz

Alakazam I got a magical rock

They say I'm having it off

Two pans on a hob

And if they hand me the is

Bro hand me the bells

They told me life was a beach

I'm round the sand and the shells

I'm doing more then they think

Gloves over the sink

Life all on the brink

Skating all on the rink

I was poor I couldn't piss

I filled the pot up with flizz

In the wok on my tizz

Still chop a block in the triz

I'm never watching up his

Killa k stacks pizz

That's a couple of quid

Like what the **** did you think

Yo I ride alone

Move these zeds silent like the x upon the xylophone

If you wan it hit me on my lyca phone

They all tell me I should blow

Gifted with the microphone

Christmas with a nine of snow

I ain't ina typing hoes

Young boy send out texts in the mornings how far typing goes

Funny when they tell me **** about my life that I dunno

Like stop talking

Cause I promised that I never stopped walking

Watching for the coppers that's patrolling ok a hot morning

Like from donny to London

My bruddah chopping these onions

Gets heated then we're copping the Bunsen's

Last month

I was locked in the dungeon

Soon as this tags off my ankle I'm popping up at the functions

Was down bad I had to flip it

I weren't living I've been livid

I can't sit around and kick it had to get my money up

I had to run me down a digit and that's all I know

This money comes and this money goes

Pops taught me and that's all he write

Was born alone so ima die alone

So if it ain't money

Please don't call the phone

I ain't always been lit

I was stuck on this strip

Half a b in the in the whip

Burner stuck on my hip

Gyal stuck on my d**k

Cah she think say I'm rich

Must be taking the piss

I'm an old school trapper

I got old school ways

I just reloaded and after that I reload again

Them man used to stunt

Look how the tables have changed

Them man are out of pocket

Cause there mindset stayed the same

Stayed realer than most

Stack bigger than most

I was stacking way back

What you think this a joke

Spent 30k on dogs just to get rid of notes

My nigga lost his brother now he start believing in ghost

Yeah it's stacks P

Tax free

Get money casually

Feds wonna harass me

Pagans wanna slash me

That's why more time I'm chilling on the back street

With the hand ting it comes in handy

Only real **** when I rap

That's a fact

Put a bullet in my head if I cap

Know that

As long as this money keeps running like a tap

Me and killa counting old money that's a throwback

I had to get on my own

I didn't have no help

I can't thank no-one

I have to thank myself

When I had no runners

Had to slang myself

When them oppers try come

I let it bang myself

Was down bad I had to flip it

I weren't living I've been livid

I can't sit around and kick it had to get my money up

I had to run me down a digit and that's all I know

This money comes and this money goes

Pops taught me and that's all he write

Was born alone so ima die alone

So if it ain't money

Please don't call the phone

Man like a paypa yano producer tag

Need me a big stack

Tryna make a big mad this year

You know I gotta grip that

I don't need a ***** back

I don't need you

I just need some big racks