Rambo

I was running through the woods like Rambo Young nigga unchained that's Django This year I just wanna see bands Then I'm gonna skr skr in a matte black Black Lambo If you see TruLuv then you see gang though Got lil bro locked in the can though Got bagged with hot food on on him But nothing like chicken in Nando's Catch me in midday heat But my neck and my wrist stay icy Bottom of my creps is red And that's the last thing you'll see if you try me I am not the type for just typing Jump out the whip and act like Mike Tyson Don't make a typo like you're typewriting I'm pulling up whip with no licence What's with all this excitement Online wicked and bad but now you're timid and silent I'm an diligent guy but but you're making me wanna get violent And I ride anywhere I want with all of my militant riders Man you made it too easy, peng ting wanna be my main But nah you're slutty and sleezy SE16 come down and I'll show you man who's greezy Got bro locked up phoning home like E.T Putting in work, but I ain't been in no gang though On road with my whole damn team Man it really had me feeling like Rambo I put family first, if they ain't moving like fam though Camouflage pants when I pull up to your yard Man it really feeling like Rambo Putting in work, but I ain't been in no gang though On road with my God damn team Man it really had me feeling like Rambo I put family first, if they ain't moving like fam though Camouflage pants when I pull up to your yard Man it really feeling like Rambo I'm the one they like to hate I showed them love, that's my mistake The truth is out so why debate F*ck them all them guys are fake Now my best friend is the dough and I move like a pro for the proceeds But I couldn't buy her a gift only gift she gets is a GIF or Emoji Skidding late night with the brakes on Now the one they all hate on So I ain't got love for nobody Just my bed and my mum like the Drake song Nower days they calling me anti Coz this two faced shit just ain't on But nah I ain't even anti I just can't be around these fake dons Feel like Pac, All Eyez On Me Fendi t-shirt that's eyes on me I tried to let bygones be But man are still telling lies on me Fake friends, yeah they must be Now I don't trust them man, trust me To my face they show love The way they discuss me disgusts me Big shit pop arf, dem bwoy run arf Section Boyz make di ting get lock arf Wha?! Tell a man straight suck yuh mudda Dat guy Cass bloodclaat nutter Repeat myself did I bloodclaat stutter I was eating bread with no bloodclaat butter I was so bruck get no brucker Now I run to the money and they just can't stop us Putting in work, but I ain't been in no gang though On road with my whole damn team Man it really had me feeling like Rambo I put family first, if they ain't moving like fam though Camouflage pants when I pull up to your yard Man it really feeling like Rambo Putting in work, but I ain't been in no gang though On road with my God damn team Man it really had me feeling like Rambo I put family first, if they ain't moving like fam though Camouflage pants when I pull up to your yard Man it really feeling like Rambo