Youngs Teflon - Overseer Lyrics

Meetings in the Sky Lounge, marijuana fragrance
Blew it in the garden, used to wake up the neighbors
Late night mum told me "Put the trash out"
That's when I went to roll a spliff and put the mash down
My lifestyle tricky, I'm from a mashed town
Late nights was blunts, early mornings was hash browns
Egg muffins with the luggage 'cause we gotta go
We the '96 Bulls, fam we on a roll
Before the mixtapes it was Sellotape
Robbery time, you couldn't tell me I could sell a tape
Back when my days used to start with some Ready Brek
Had to levitate, put my mind in a better state
Givenchy sneakers on the ward cah they fit proper
Switched styles now I've gotta see the fit doctor
I ain't sick brothers
It's like they're trying to plot a hit on us
Gucci snorkel, extra clips on us
Driving through my town, it's all gentrified
But when I was in my teens they were petrified
I'm a simple guy
Blessed with a rebel's mind
Moving like an old king, I need seven wives
I need men of honor round me, I need good credit
They're living fast and dying young becah the hood said it
Washed, old and still living off of buj debits
Ain't no beef I'd still have if I could dead it
The boy king, the professional, the overseer
I told you hustlers don't die from my older years
They love to gossip on the ends but won't go in there
I teach the youth but learned the game from my older pairs
The commission, no intermission
No intermediates, held class but they didn't listen
Now we far out on a big mission
We need the big back, they fold when their kid's missing

What you're doing ain't making no sense
The feds are going to be on you lad, you mad?
I don't give a fuck who's coming for me
I'm back Jamie and I'm back for good