Warning. I'm already up early morning. Had a little look through the curtain, see a couple grey clouds forming. Alright then, pass me the anorak, weed for the journey, lunge for the backpack. Forget a postcode for the satnav, I prefer walking. I never heard my name called, bet it's my name that they wanna see falling. I might start acting the fool, 'til a lickle man starts talking... About mad ting then about plan ting. Sorry fam, none of that's happening. If I start feeling surrounded, I just keep my back to the wall. Yo, I roll up one up (one up), I never gotta wait 'ti sun up (sun up). Set a little ambush (ambush), temper a turn up, step by step, manaman don't run up, cool and calm is the weed that I bun up (bun dat). Checked every angle, still feels hot like summer. Dodgy; I don't trust it. Fuck it, still going in. Pass me the tool and torch, I'm taking a walk, I wanna see who's in. They don't wanna open the front door? I'm bootin' it in. Whenever I get this feeling, somebody gonna have to lose, I win. I start dropping out friends, I'm only bringing in family. Cutting off lose ends, most of them are sly, I know they wanna challenge me. Never put trust in anyone 'cos me and everyone don't share the same strategy. Try now I'm gonna stick to my waistband; A. No need for Plan B cos' Yo, I roll up one up (one up), never gonna wait 'ti sun up. If I gotta set up a little ambush (ambush), yeah temper a turn up, step by step, manaman don't run up, cool and calm is the weed that I bun up (high grade). Checked every angle, still feels hot like summer. I know it feels hot like summer, you might not see another summer. Moonbags, I bet you get your grade from moonlight bleaching but the skin don't change colour. Prodigal son; I'm a one off. Told them already; ting ton I can't turn off. I know you see me roll on my ones though, dawgs them I still got a lot of. Dawgs them I still got a lot of. HMP they lock the cell block off. Every one of them are already on a goon hype. Jail is just a quick stop off. Lock the door once, never two times, bust the padlock off. I walk right through I've never been shy. Lifeline: lock off. Yo, I roll up one up (one up), sometimes I wait 'ti sun up. Yeah, set a little ambush, tempers a turn up, step to the son, manaman don't run up, cool and calm is the weed that I bun up. Checked every angle, still feels hot like summer.