Penpals - Roll Deep

Yeah

These streets man, they’re claiming

They’re claiming a lot of victims

But you know, just have to keep your head up and keep moving innit

Remember the rules and regulations out here

There’s rules and regulations

Shh (move on your toes)

When the smoke clears and the war’s done

And we get back to business and have fun

And we look at the shape of things in sums

What is this a re-run?

Got me thinking how come

I can’t take time, I need things now

Back on the road with some penpals

Dig deep if the trouble comes

Head high 'cause I never run

Stand strong if you are the one

Locked down in the system

Court case pending and we missed them

Asking why’d you have to go and be like that?

Know I’ve always got your back, I’m looking out for you

Weren’t as tight as we could have been

When you come out imma help you out king

And I know that life is tough

Can’t settle for the minimum, that ain’t good enough

Cah you’re still in my mind and you’re outta sight

I know it’s a long way away blud, you’ll see the light

You’ll be alright

I know your days feel dark but dem soon get bright

Focus, look at me, focus

Stop fucking with this hocus pocus

Don’t gamble your strip like poker

Playing cards with a handful of jokers

Heaven knows you ain’t keeping it real

Got kids and you’re still going on with nonsense

Lick down people at your own free will

Got no soul, not in touch with your conscience

Knuckle down, put the strap and buckle down

Before you make the gun cops come around

Blud I seen a ship go down

Captain and his whole ship go down

Settle off, put the mekkle off

Better if you’re humble, you’ll be better off

Blud I think you better do the B now

Whole strip’s hot now, better cool off

Yo, a little line from the ink

Because every time I blink, I always think

It’s been a while since

You used to roll in the banger with the limousine tints

Everybody’s cool from the bits

Since you ain’t been around the money’s peppered like mints

But the lemon still flips

And the studio’s built now, everyting cris'

The mixtape’s finished and it’s coming out soon

You’ll be coming out soon, just a couple more moons

I’m going Westwood again, I’ll big you up again

heard that you’re repping on the wing like a goon

You got your meditation

But a meditation is better for them type of situations

You know the rules and the regulations

God nah for the righteous one

Yeah, blud I know how you’re feeling

Some say they’re feeling your pain but they don’t know the meaning

I know what it’s like when you’re dreaming that you’re on road

And you wake up sweating and screaming

Pricks on the wingings, they’ll do the clinging

That’s not you, I know you’re just breeze

It’s in your sentence, all easy

You got a mobile so we can reason

It’s like everyting happens for a reason

You’ll be back in about five seasons

And remember

Any boy disrespect, just scrub up the boy and beat him

After then just leave him

Make the boy feel lucky for leaving breathing

But back on a serious tip

When I spoke to your brother he was saying all the weirdest shit