Intent - Headie One, K-Trap

Everyday I take risks for paper

Bae said you gotta dumb it down cah the way that you live your life’s too

dangerous

My niggas love shooting and shaving, you wanna start problem making

Take the straw with the dots, these battery bells will slap and wake the

neighbours

All this paper I gotta maintain it, but it ain’t easy, I gotta stay focused

Still getting drawn out by jokers, idiot’s tryna provoke us

Old Vectra or Focus, any will do man pull up with toasters

You ain’t seen nothing self-reload and hop out with toasters, you can get

toasted

Niggas wanna talk 'bout guns like 4 years back I weren’t copping some

These niggas wanna talk 'bout bread and their trapphone dead and they’re

probably bruck

Hear a nigga got done dirty, I ain’t gonna lie it was probably us

I don’t wanna burn this top it’s my favourite one, but I know that it’s gotta

be done

Just saw me a opp from the rear, the driver know that it’s gotta get spun

All that wass on the track, see me live, these niggas just run

And the pigs start spinning that drum, all they found was spinners and pumps

All I ever hear is waps, tell 'em boys go get it and come

I owe my plug, I gotta supply these digits

Break bread with the niggas that I love, so I divide these figures

She fell in love with a drug dealer

Bad b come to the Niz for the d, now she wanna go meet and liquor

And I ain’t too proud of my previous

Cah I say intent to supply, but I didn’t intend to supply

A nigga just had to invest and supply

My T-house needs this re right now but I stall cah I’m letting it dry

You can’t see me get smoked on my block, let alone let it run twice

My line ring off for a week, and I’ve never been more depressed

When I rise I gotta send these texts and dodge this obbo I’m always on edge

This one time my line went dead and I thought to myself that I gotta do deals

I been hungry so I gotta do meals, too much fakes I’ve gotta do real

Bad b come to the Niz for the d, now she wanna eat lobster in Hills

How opps still throwing up deuces, this beef needs copper and steel

I’m running for the reloads in my boxers, I’m still pissed if this dinger gets

wheeled

Summertime got the swammy concealed and I’m good with this bottle of

Posted up with my trackie and new shoes, bro can’t roll with me cah he too loose

Got old friends that I’ve got to shoot, free Bradz that guy is a screwloose

Told them man they can’t fuck with me and them fuckboys there I’ve got to choose

Don’t get caught in the crossfire

Get round there in a bruck down Vauxhall, looking like it just got hotwired

Pigs had me sat for a long time, still tryna prove that I conspired

Exercise yard with the barbed wire

Intent to supply and they said I’m the supplier

Take this ting for a joke like Quagmire

Till I make this beat like Sapphire

I owe my plug, I gotta supply these digits

Break bread with the niggas that I love, so I divide these figures

She fell in love with a drug dealer

Bad b come to the Niz for the d, now she wanna go meet and liquor

And I ain’t too proud of my previous

Cah I say intent to supply, but I didn’t intend to supply

A nigga just had to invest and supply

My T-house needs this re right now but I stall cah I’m letting it dry

You can’t see me get smoked on my block, let alone let it run twice