TRULY UNCHAINED

Tottenham’s Finest, Pt. 2

Niggas ain’t cool 
I’m a young Souljuh 
You’re a Young fool
I hope you have problems with your Cardiac 
The way I come back like I’m baptised
Steer the ship 
I’m the shit 
That’s till I flatline 
You didn’t know Bro
But it’s that time 
You know how I’m coming 
This flow so real

Fire up the joint 
Like I’m standing on the hill 
Yeah I’ve got a point and I’m gonna overkill

I’m paying no attention when you face me 
I seen it all before all this shit don’t really phase me 
Make the hoes go crazy 
Who gon pay me
Never let em play me 
Class is in session 
Progression bitch you know that’s on the daily 

Nigga you a joke
If he touch a mic he a choke 
Drops Bars on your head 
Imma put it to a vote
Talking cash money yeah Put it in the vault 
Cus Boy I stand for something ain’t hanging by a rope 
2 dope boyz been smokin on dope
That’s 
Long nights in the rain 
Don’t care about your health boy I want you in pain
That’s a Goal no aim 
Thinking bout my past
Thank God I overcame 

I want the money give a fuck about the fame I burnt so many bridges I can See how far I came 

Niggas still fail Niggas just like 12
I ain’t writing no mail 
Niggas jock my swag tryna make shit sell

This flow so real
Fire up the joint 
Like I’m standing on the hill 
Yeah I’ve got a point and I’m gonna overkill 
Niggas hella bruck talk they like uncle Phil 
You ain’t even got a bill 
Boy I’m so hard and I never had a deal 
This flow so
This flow so real
Fire up the joint 
Like I’m standing on the hill 
Yeah I’ve got a point and I’m gonna overkill 
nigga you a crook
My young g’s cold and he does it by the book 
Made new plans 
Before I link with sans 
Imma make 2 bands 
Brand new bitch imma take to her my house 
Cookin & she cleaning and she
Treat me like a spouse 

My niggas gonna get this shit and there ain’t no debate 
I’m sick of eating steak
I’m sick of all these niggas walking round with a vape
I’m sick of the factories in the world making bape  
The game unfolds
I got new flows 
But I got no foes 
They thought I was finished 
Cus I gotta re
Load

That’s 
Long nights in the rain 
Don’t care about your health boy I want you in pain
That’s a Goal no aim 
Thinking bout my past
Thank God I overcame 

I want the money give a fuck about the fame I burnt so many bridges I can See how far I came 
This flow so real
Fire up the joint like I’m standing on the hill
Yeah I’ve got a point and I’m gonna overkill

OVERKILL (SO REAL)

Niggas ain’t friends though
Don’t wanna talk about Benz 
I wanna talk bout enzo
Wanna talk bout kenzo
This rum not cognac 
I’m on point but I’m not sweet 
Niggas don’t drop 
And they lost heat 
Last week I didn’t spend any time in the front seat 
Any time in the front seat
On ends they would call that progress 
Move like I got no stress 
I think so deep but I’m so blessed 
They tried but they didn’t control S? 
They tried but they couldn’t control me 
In the game I’m a og

Niggas still talking bout shit that they don’t see 
Or come around talking bout shit that it Won’t be 
Been in the rap game since 13 
Now I’m OP
Didn’t know AI 
But you know me 
And you know sans 
And you know Reekz 
Niggas switch up in 4 weeks 
How you linking man and you ain’t got no beats

Keep a tight ship so we ain’t got no leaks 
On a streak for more weeks 
On the strip with no peeps 
Certain times on a bus with no seats 

Smoking on indo
Playing mind games not on an Nintendo 
Niggas ain’t friends though
And I don’t wanna talk about Benz 
I wanna talk bout enzo

I’ll tell you bout rap
These niggas ain’t that 
Niggas ain’t serious 
Imma go Sirius black 
You know I got joints
wanna talk about rolls
These niggas down here don’t even wanna talk about points 
Like man wanna kick ball
We know you’re a big fool 
Niggas talk like housewives 
Talk like they’ve ain’t ever been outside 
Oh you did like way back
If you’re mad then say that 
This ain’t a new trend though 
Playing mind games not on an Nintendo 
I don’t wanna talk about Benz 
I wanna talk about Enzo 
Wanna talk about lambo
Niggas sweet like mango
In the background but they wanna be Rambo 
I got beats like Sango
You got a new army 
But I’m way too gnarly
I’m a black Jeff hardy 
Like niggas ain’t harm me 
Yeah I rap but Hardly 
You can’t guard me 
Brought food in the party 
We got dudes in the party 
And I’ve got a black Barbie
It was rap not carni
Can’t par me 
We Get guap like Marni

Tottenham’s Finest, Pt. 2

Remi