"Inside Job" by Nomaditsu

Everybody trappin’ for that paper out there
But I be plotting something different, they ain’t aware
This ain’t your regular lick, different kind of job
The biggest score of my life, but they can’t see what I rob

Mandem looking at me strange when I left the trap scene
Said I’m missing out on CAD’s, but they can’t see my dream
Had a plan from time, this job required mad patience
Working on my ting while they chase street reputation
Left the block life cold, they thought I lost my mind
But I knew the real stash be what I find inside
They flash designer creps while feeling dead within
I be moving different now, getting rich where it begins
Picking locks on my mental, breaking all them frames
Demolition on my fears, that’s proper gains
This lick ain’t for Rolies or them Dubai bricks
Breaking into myself, yeah that’s the mad ting trick

It’s an Inside Job, not what you think
Cracking deep safes where the real gold links
It’s an Inside Job, raiding my own mind
Taking back the riches no fed can find
Inside Job, no need for a crew
Inside Job, something opps can’t do
Inside Job, the biggest score of all
Inside Job, watch who run the haul

Opps think I fell off, living in the ends broke
Don’t know I be time rich while they watch their time toll
Estate pressure trying to pull me back in line
But I tunneled underneath, found a BKK kind of shine
Bando in the Six felt like prison walls
Now home is where I stand, don’t matter which ends I call
OG’s thought I’d crawl back when I be starving
Don’t know I struck gold no trap be carving
Drilling through the limits they put in my brain
Cracking combination locks, gaming every lane
They said this job ain’t possible, I’d lose my freedom
Found myself instead, now that’s the real Kingdom

It’s an Inside Job, not what you think
Cracking deep safes where the real gold links
It’s an Inside Job, raiding my own mind
Taking back the riches no fed can find
Inside Job, no need for a crew
Inside Job, something opps can’t do
Inside Job, the biggest score of all
Inside Job, watch who run the haul

Used to fear the bailiffs, ducking from the feds
Now I face my problems straight up, no dread
Used to crave the lifestyle the roadmen floss
Now I see through visions made to make us lost
Shotters flex their whips while their minds are broke
Ballers sell their souls just to stay afloat
I found freedom deeper than their sunken souls
Planted work inside that only time will grow
This lick done but the job still goes on
Trappin’ day n’ night cuz the vibe too strong
Now I put mandem on that inside raid
Nomaditsu, this the new wave

So when you see me flexing different, know it’s elite
Not the kind of lick that makes the jewelers eat
Flipped the switch on the mental block
That’s the Inside Job no mans can lock