[Verse 1]
Back then I went Tennyson's
Back then I had the Remington
Bricky baby and Kennington
Bricky baby on anything
Bricky baby till skeleton
Wrote bars with my Ericsson
And I was in the field like Eriksen
I've got blood money, no benefits
That sea moss in my medicine
Nuff times I had rainy days but I thank God I had wellingtons
I've been going strong for ten years
And I'm still here and I'm relevant
I've seen man come, have a good year
Then next year they're irrelevant
I've got blood monеy, no benefits
I need loud ammi, no therapist
And еverybody wants clout now
Everybody wants shoutouts
Back then, no CLS
I had to saddle gyal on my BMX
I was in the hood with my dawgs dem like DMX
You dig me

[Hook]
Cut from a different cloth, that's a load of cuts
Grub on the table cut, that's a load of drugs
No love from the roads even though that I showed it love
It's cold on the road, grab heat then we load it up
Cut from a different cloth, that's a load of cuts
Grub on the table cut, that's a load of drugs
No love from the roads even though that I showed it love
It's cold on the road, grab heat then we load it up
[Verse 2]
I've been real and it's evident
Feds come with their right gear
And they boom doors with no evidence
Them feds ain't that intelligent
Your boy gave them intelligence
Back then on my pedal bike but I felt like I was president
I've got blood money, no benefits
I like tit gyally with melanin
Back then it was tough luck
So I was upsuh with the heroin
And everybody wants more ice
And everybody wants more likes
Back then on my DNA when the feds nicked me cause DNA
And man don't play your tracks cah U S like American
And man knew that they're fake
Like what beef would they ever earn?
Back then it was mad real so I kept smoking my residence
Back then I was pedalling, now I'm elegant in my element
It's Dirty

[Hook]
Cut from a different cloth, that's a load of cuts
Grub on the table cut, that's a load of drugs
No love from the roads even though that I showed it love
It's cold on the road, grab heat then we load it up
Cut from a different cloth, that's a load of cuts
Grub on the table cut, that's a load of drugs
No love from the roads even though that I showed it love
It's cold on the road, grab heat then we load it up