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Olympians

Inspiration by Morrisson...

[Verse 1]

Look at who just came in, Morrisson

The mink on my clothes all smooth like a baby's skin

Real recognise real, so the real G's take me in

I just chucked my jeweller 30, I'm moving like the white Money Making Mitch

I'm winning, even though I lost so much

I sponsored the block with waps, now I'm bout to make the block go nuts

I slipped up, feds had me locked up in a cell again

I done an OJ Simpson and buss that case cause the feds lost Proof like Eminem

I'm different, I ain't nothing like your average Joe

100 trees and above, I don't do average grows

 

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VVS stones on my neck, cause I don't do average stones

I live in a luxury house, I'm up now, I don't do average homes

I do what I want, when I want, no one can't tell me nothing

You don't pay my bills, you don't feed my kids so you can't tell me nothing

All we know is hustle and trap, all we know is run up in houses

Got a house full of Charlie and Harry, I got my trap looking like Buckingham Palace, like Buckingham Palace

 

[Chorus]

I got my trap looking like Buckingham Palace, like Buckingham Palace

I got my trap looking like Buckingham Palace, like Buckingham Palace

I got my trap looking like Buckingham Palace

I got a house full of Charlie and Harry, I got my trap looking like Buckingham Palace

Hit a lick with the gang (with the gang)

Do equal splits with the gang (with the gang, gang)

I take risks with the gang (with the gang)

I shed blood, sweat and tears with the gang (with the gang, gang)

It's just me and my dargies, I eat with the same man I starve with

My drillers are hungry, if you're not with the team you're a target

[Verse 2]

"Look at him, he thinks he's bad"

Then they say "Look at him, he thinks he's black"

Fuck them, I heard Spend chased him and shot him in Peckham

The only thing that got shot was my weed when I cut down 20 something boxes on lemon

Now shut up, stop with the rumours and gossip

I promised (?) we'll get richer and richer, and I pulled through with them promises

I'm shining, got my brothers either side of me

All 3 of us are white but we've still been labelled a IC3

All this pain and stress that I go through, only God knows how I manage

I live my life on the edge in the open, I fall like the tower in Paris

Talking of Paris, this make the hammers go bang

Man really wanna kill me so I gotta roll strapped with the quatre cinq

Un, deux, trois

Mad ting, ex-tramp getting rich off of trapping

I got bricks in my van like a builder, plus I got trees in my tent like they're camping

Lu's got my back cause that's family, A's got my back cause that's family

Joey was locked on them landings but he still handle them racks like he's Andy, Buckingham Palace 

[Chorus]

I got my trap looking like Buckingham Palace, like Buckingham Palace

I got my trap looking like Buckingham Palace, like Buckingham Palace

I got my trap looking like Buckingham Palace

I got a house full of Charlie and Harry, I got my trap looking like Buckingham Palace

Hit a lick with the gang (with the gang)

Do equal splits with the gang (with the gang, gang)

I take risks with the gang (with the gang)

I shed blood, sweat and tears with the gang (with the gang, gang)

It's just me and my dargies, I eat with the same man I starve with

My drillers are hungry, if you're not with the team you're a target

[Verse 3]

I'm in the weed house, full of trees

I got a sneaker box full of P's

I got your radio full of me

I was buried in so much stress, blud, I couldn't breathe

Thanks for the hustle, thanks for the struggle

Thanks for the wars that I had, thanks for them weapons that tore through my muscle

Thanks for them bullets I dodged, thanks for them bullets that hit man

Thanks to you feds that nicked man, thanks for all of my doors you kicked down

Thanks to you friends that snaked me, thanks to you hoes that played me

Thanks you you people that's hating, even though you don't even know me, you're hating

Thanks for them sleepless nights, in the trap full of plants and tents

Thanks for them years in jail, laying on that bed that was hard as cement

Thanks to you nosey neighbours, every time you phoned up feds

Thanks for them hard times growing up when man used to laugh at the holes in my creps

That shit made me a savage, and that savage shit got man rich

And I didn't spend a penny on myself, I stacked that shit and gave it all to my kids

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