Snakes & Ladders - Mazza_l20 ft. ["D-Savv"]

Tryna get to the top like snakes and ladders
When I shoot, got the aim like Salah's
Me and our kid have done major mazzas
But I still got raised with manners
I'm slicing faces and banging hammers
I'm still on the wing with the signal jammers
The screws got scanners but we got daggers

Tryna get to the top but they still won't let me
Shh got shot and they come to arrest me
Then I got put in a cell, they left me
But now they wanna act like besties
Cah they heard me on a beat like Westy
None of that fake shit doesn't impress me
Coming like JME, d'ya get me?
Jailhouse rock like Elvis Presley
What? Still serving time
They give me eleven, I'm serving nine
Got nicked, went court, they give you a fine
The nina came with bine
I just ordered a tuna, it came in brine
Do random attacks, got shit on my mind
I pattern a brizzy, that's packs on the line

Tryna get to the top like snakes and ladders
When I shoot, got the aim like Salah's
Me and our kid have done major mazzas
But I still got raised with manners
I'm slicing faces and banging hammers
I'm still on the wing with the signal jammers
The screws got scanners but we got daggers

I'm known in the hood as 'Booky Prince'
Cah the effin girls got rinsed
Been in the hood from age of twelve
Tryna glide on there with cars with tints
I'm a humble driller
But you don't wanna see me in a dings
From the day man rid and was wanted
You could say I've been on ever since
I speak the truth, I do not lie
I say it how it is when I jump in booth
Go check out my CRB in the ends
It's been evident, man's got bare proof
I only envy the Albo's
Like Santa, man climbs up the roof
Hold them hostage, clean out the yard
It's about time man bite like wolf
I'm still from Tottenham
Bae, I ain't no average yute
Can come round there, we can go on a tour
Just me and you in a mashed up coupe
Don't judge a book by its cover
You ever seen a booter suited up in a suit?
I can name couple guys that were getting too big
Getting big for their boots so we put 'em on mute
Snakes and ladders, snakes and ladders
Life ain't a joke like snakes and ladders
How can them dickheads run with their daggers?
Don't chat shit, go learn some manners
I'm in jail for more than a hundred quid
You can't come par with my runners
I was seventeen when I copped me a Browning
Since fourteen, been letting off hammers
Crypto cartel, crypto cartel
That ain't a joke fam, that's man's bandits
I will just bun up the last man standing
Yeah they gon' class that case outstanding
Free man, three Sax
Free Claps, three Chaps
Free SJ, free Boogie
Fam free all the guys on the landing

Tryna get to the top like snakes and ladders
When I shoot, got the aim like Salah's
Me and our kid have done major mazzas
But I still got raised with manners
I'm slicing faces and banging hammers
I'm still on the wing with the signal jammers
The screws got scanners but we got daggers