Theresa May lyrics

[Intro]
[?] tagging up stones can't wait 'til I cross this border
I'm breaking slabs, came from a stolen phone and a quarter
I've robbed and taxed so many that I can't answer a private caller

[Verse]
You ain't got raided in the trap, had to run for a part
Tripping over [?] cause he had to run for the dark
'Cause your lungs get weak and you start to wheeze
Overdrive your lungs and heart
Almost lost your life from a gun or a knife
Getting drawn from a pouch as you're watching time
If you don't draw out a gun or a knife
I swear to God you better run for your life
[?] you have two lines, told her one's for my weed and one's for my life
Little did she know that on that phone was a thousand cats for dark and light
You idiot (you idiot), you can't swing two ways on a tightrope
How you gonna open up your eyes with your mind closed
Better off tryna find light for a blind folk
I can't take back what I've committed
It's written in the stone like hieroglyphics
I swear she complained 'bout the life I'm living
'Til she heard my ring-tones three times a minute
Yeah I took that ten rack loss on the chin but I'll make it back from the [?] supply
I made my T-house pump so much you would've thought I put lungs inside
T-house flamed so I swapped rotation
I was in O so I missed probation
Three man counting twenty grand, lost five racks from a bad location
I said touch pen not Biro, bun that bridge 'cause I don't write statements
If you live then you must die [?], best go sit in your cell with patience
f*ck that snitch, loose lips sink ships, rudeboy I ain't that dumb
I've been through sh*t, robbed me two three bricks
Look at the man I've become
Now with blacked out tools got backed out
Told bro back down, things got blacked out
Bring a pack out then it gets whacked out
Tell her don't bring no whores to the traphouse
See I got two hands and a candle thinking out loud how I'm gonna prevent this
'Cause I'm chilling in a house with so much dark you would've thought I cut the electrics
Do you find it weird how one's my race the other's another complexion
'Cause I'm sitting in a house with Theresa May you would've thought that I won the election
See I got two hands and a candle thinking out loud how I'm gonna prevent this
'Cause I'm chilling in a house with so much dark you woulda thought that I cut the electrics
Do you find it weird how one's my race the other's another complexion
'Cause I'm sitting in a house with Theresa May you woulda thought that I won the election
All I need is gloves, a mask, a tight durag or a bally
I'm tryna leave that scene white chalk, the scoreboard just got added a tally
All I need is gloves, a mask, a tight durag or a bally
I'm tryna leave that scene white chalk, the scoreboard just got added a tally
[Outro]
Theresa
May