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letra de from the block 2 the grave - jaydén debonair

[verse 1]

ayo i’m down to do whatever
die for my postcode whatever
he’s dead, awww poor you whatever
never fell in love with a chick from the other side
never gang banged only my cousins from my mother side
take a knife, take a life that’s how it goes
getting money, splash it in harrods then f-cking these hoes
it wasn’t easy cos i was broke, wearing fila
then i met my n-gg- he was wearing gucci but was a drug dealer uhhh
so i thought maybe i can do the same
so what if my mum’s crying i don’t understand her pain
and if you ain’t hard than you’re sarft
and last week he got robbed, hanged himself with a scarf
cos he couldn’t handle being bullied in school
so the bullies filmed it on their phones thinking it was cool
no animosity shown in these ends
and yeah you can be cool but still get killed by your friends
what!

[hook]
from the blocks to the grave (imma die for my n-gg-)
from the blocks to the grave (imma pull that trigga)
from the blocks to the grave (imma die for my n-gg-)
from the blocks to the grave (and imma pull that trigga)
(x2)

[verse 2]

yo, tell me this how can you be a gangster and snitch?
how can you seek respect but call yourself a b-tch?
my brudda’s sentence got cut short
yeah big up to the lawyers and that fat f-cking judge in the court
would you believe me if i sliced a n-gg-s throat uhh?
went back home, bl–dy shoes, had a smoke? arghh
nah, nah i’ll never do that
but if a n-gg- shoot at me, don’t think i won’t shoot back
and the disrespect, yeah it’s over the roof
i be getting this gun and you that imma shoot
and i can’t let sh-t like that slide
and i’m down to ride, so if he dies, he dies
and yeah you’re from the ends but them goons won’t save you
you go gym but them bullets won’t save you
they don’t understand how the hood makes you
and when the hood don’t want you anymore they take you…

[hook]

[verse 3]

i’ve been doing this way before karjaye had a baby
way before we said yeah free wavey davey
sh-t… where would i be without my wife’s support?
probably in prison, probably on some life support
sunday we at church reading the bible
monday, picking up a rifle shooting at rivals
i was young n dumb still f-cking with hoes
yeah the same hoes you see buying weave up in harrow road
remember when them guys there got brave
but them guys died, unlike me i ain’t in the grave
all i see is large chips and postcodes
a bunch of young guys dying for their postcodes
oh no this sh-t is like a cycle
cos you’re from the other side i don’t like you
cos you’re from the other side i despite you
and cos you’re from the other side i wanna fight you

[hook]

- jayden debonair

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