(Intro – UK drill voice) Yeah… uh… Still free the mandem… 10 to 15… (Verse 1 – UK rapper) Man said they reppin’ your side, huh? But inside hate still hide, huh? Smiles in your face but the vibe off, bruv True colours show when the light’s up Nate had love from the block, no cap Fed every yute, had the roads on map But envy don’t sleep — that’s fact Snake in the grass with a silent attack Gullible moves, man paid that price Street don’t care if you loyal or nice One wrong trust and you roll that dice End up judged, no jury in sight (Hook – UK rapper) Ten to fifteen, that’s the sentence Cold-blooded game, no repentance Man do years for respect and vengeance Whole life shift in a single mention Ten to fifteen, I can’t lie Seen man fold when the pressure’s high Still on the curb, eyes to the sky Hopin’ I live, not die inside (Verse 2 – UK rapper) Six years in, he was eatin’ great Stacked that cash, no time to waste Feds start sniffin’ round his estate But Nate said, “Fam, my ting’s straight” One drop-off turned to a set-up Man got caught in a fed-up web Talkin’ names just to cut their debt up Now Nate face court, his life all messed up Cagebird singin’ to save his skin Ten to fifteen where the pain begin All that trust gone thin like skin Friends turn ghosts, can’t call ’em kin (Hook – UK rapper) Ten to fifteen, that’s the sentence Cold-blooded game, no repentance Man do years for respect and vengeance Whole life shift in a single mention Ten to fifteen, I can’t lie Seen man fold when the pressure’s high Still on the curb, eyes to the sky Hopin’ I live, not die inside ──────────────────────── (Verse 3 – Southern feature / pain rap style) (Ad-libs in background: “Yeah yeah… ayy…”) I been fightin’ demons in the dark, no cap Heart cold but I bleed on track Lost friends that ain’t never come back Mama cryin’, sayin’ “Boy, relax” Whole hood watchin’ like reality TV Tryna make it out while they plot on me Said I changed ‘cause I’m chasin’ peace But you don’t feel pain ‘til you can’t sleep Dreams turn to static in my headphones Prayin’ to God in a fed zone Ten to fifteen, they can’t break my soul Still stand tall when they take that throne (Bridge – Both) UK: Money gone, freedom gone, trust’s a myth US: Pain still there, but I’m built for this UK: Pray one day man touch the bricks US: I’ma live through the grit, that’s it (Final Hook – Both) Ten to fifteen, that’s the sentence Cold-blooded game, no repentance Man do years for respect and vengeance Whole life shift in a single mention Ten to fifteen, I can’t lie Seen man fold when the pressure’s high Still on the curb, eyes to the sky Hopin’ I live, not die inside (Outro – Southern feature spoken) You can lock my body, but you can’t kill my mind… Ten to fifteen… still free…
