if youd seen all the things that i had seen youd understand why i stay inside and rap into a screen i had visions of winning this before i was a teen i used to walk around pretending eminem was really me and tho weve came along way from serving fiends went from homeless to hoping to hopefully its me there aint no food inside the cupboard, i havent got my weed and if i havent got my medicine i never seem to sleep waking up im sweating bro it makes you wanna scream im having pyschotic episodes and all thats inbetween my stomachs cramping up i cant never get to sleep my girlfriend says she fucking hates me and she wishes she was free its all fake love, you cant hate us, i literally invisioned all this shit when i was 10 whilst other kids were using makeup i used to use the alcohol to numb all my emotions till every time id have to drink id have to go and get wasted she said she wants to leave it doesnt make sense what about those nights we said forever and we'd never leave each other were you pulling on my heart or did you mean it she says koda look i really tried look ive sacrificed my own self love and i cant do it so im leaving i stop for a second, am i breathing, my hearts pumping hard but my throat continues tightening and squeezing honestly i cant believe it usually a girl will leave when her boyfriends been out cheating or beating gambling decieving lying or trying to change for some reason, hiding a secret or lying to people, my lifes a lot of misery ive always been in pain i remember being 7 without friends to go and play my uncles were my brothers and my brother was ashamed cos i was influenced by alcohol and drugs and then i changed barely visit family im stressing whilst awake im a hypochodriac so ive been panicking for days by the time my brother finally tried drugs i was sober doing great and thats the part that really causes me the pain we had a tight bond but we both threw it all away this is nonsense i wish that i could stop this you know i love you bro you were my pilot in the cockpit cos i was looking up to you cause you believed in me you taught me things about myself that with my eyes id never see and if i didnt then i probably just wouldnt have a dream
Why’s nobody listening you can’t fuck with ancient wisdom two men that beat the system shout out to Andrew and Tristan they got set up jailed without proof it’s all just lies in the news making everyone change there views but there both still working coz they people in power couldn’t take out a fuse
Hunnid bags for couple pics Hand tings wid rubber grips 50 bands for a show Still putting bands on my dough 30 for a brick, couple milli for a tape Now the world's my estate Let me separate the real from the fake Lookin' like I hit a lick Money up, that's bigger sticks More sweets than pick and mix We just nasty little shits Turned professional, you must've seen me at the BRITs I'm in the back Reasonin' wid Giggs and couple geniuses I hit a hunnid licks, a hunnid bricks 'Cause I'm from Manny (Manny) I got this semi-automatic strally put down in the alley 'Cause I'm from Manny I got these gloves and this bally, mek ya cry for ya mammy 'Cause I'm from Manny Pussy, check the tally, get smoked like Cali For bein' a chatty patty 'Cause I'm from Manny Big lit, six figs for a couple of pics Stuck in the mix, I hug the strip while you cuddle your bitch But I ain't rich until my bruddas are rich If they ain't puttin' work in, then I ain't fuckin' wid him But where was you when I was circulatin' lookin' for him I spent my eighteenth stuck in the bin Lives get taken by the push of a pin Push of a button got me lookin' to sin Why I'm pushin' it in And, man, I love me a spin I like semi autos but the spinner's more reliable If suttin' gets dropped on my block, they say I'm liable My location stays unjustifiable Shit can get messy like Lionel I hit a hunnid licks, a hunnid bricks 'Cause I'm from Manny (Manny) I got this semi-automatic strally put down in the alley 'Cause I'm from Manny I got these gloves and this bally, mek ya cry for ya mammy 'Cause I'm from Manny Pussy, check the tally, get smoked like Cali For bein' a chatty patty 'Cause I'm from Manny 500k off couple songs Wrap it up, ain't nuttin' long London on my ones Change the game when I come along This ain't just another song I need a couple number ones Couple winter slaps, couple summer songs You know the ones, they know my songs All the real soldier ones Vip section and we closin' it off You know I'm overly hot So put your phones in a box Skin tone golden brown like the rose in my watch I hit a hunnid licks, a hunnid bricks 'Cause I'm from Manny (Manny) I got this semi-automatic strally put down in the alley 'Cause I'm from Manny I got these gloves and this bally, mek ya cry for ya mammy 'Cause I'm from Manny Pussy, check the tally, get smoked like Cali For bein' a chatty patty 'Cause I'm from Manny I hit a hunnid licks, a hunnid bricks 'Cause I'm from Manny (Manny) I got this semi-automatic strally put down in the alley 'Cause I'm from Manny I got these gloves and this bally, mek ya cry for ya mammy 'Cause I'm from Manny Pussy, check the tally, get smoked like Cali For bein' a chatty patty 'Cause I'm from Manny
I got a Dear John letter and this is what it said Dear Mal, you know I love you and I wish you all the best But this rap shits fake, I think it's gettin' to your head Can't sleep, you're on my mind every time I go to bed Got bags by my eyes 'cause I'm always upset Comparin' myself to all these girls on the net And I know you always told me they can never be a threat But it still gets hard for me dealin' with the stress She said you're focused on yourself, you're always leavin' me 'til last But when you needed suttin', I'm the one you used to ask 'Cause your mates are all rats, you don't love me no more You had me diggin' up shit I'm gettin' on the bus so I can drop you off packs, just to help you get racks Helped you go from nuttin' to a hundred grand stack All I wanted was your love, I'm not with you for your cash Bonnie and Clyde, you're supposed to have my back It's like you're forgettin' I was there before the rap And I'm glad you're doin' well, I'm puttin' Bootle on the map But I can't even sleep, I go to work and can't relax Not tryna make you feel bad, I'm just givin' you the facts I've never been like this, I'm havin' panic attacks But I'm not writin' just to tell you what I've done for you She said I'm writin just to tell you that I'm done with you You always told me you was gonna keep it real But it's like you don't care when I tell you how I feel I've even lost my appetite, I can't even eat a meal You're obsessed with your phone and watchin' Instagram reels And I know you worked hard tryna get yourself a deal But you went and broke my heart in the process I've waited for years and still you're not home yet People come first and that's the shit I don't get You're always listenin' to them like they know best And I know you're banged up, doin' roll checks I know you're locked in that cell and you get so stressed But all I ever wanted was for you to come home I'm in work all day just lookin' at my phone For a call or a message but you leave me on my own You got me feelin' all alone When I tell you how I feel, you just think I'm tryna moan You've got a cold heart like it's made out of stone It's like you're not there, you're always in your own zone I used to think it's 'cause you're stoned It's probably from the jail or maybe you've got no soul Got me feelin' like a fuck-up like I scored an own goal Feelin' like I've been robbed and it's my heart that you stole But everythin' I've ever done is out of love I've had a fucked up past, you know it's hard for me to trust Used to come on closed visits on the train or the bus Just to see you through the glass, they didn't even let us touch But I still came just to make you feel good All I wanted was a hug, you've got me feelin' like a mug And now I'm overthinkin' again I stopped speakin' to the girls and goin' drinkin' again And now I'm goin' through your Insta again And I'm just sittin' here lookin' at your pictures again I always tell you book a visit again Your mixtapes doin' well and I'm happy you blew But you're just focused on money, all I wanted was you I'm paranoid, I'm always think that you're bangin' a screw Deep down I know you hate them and I know it's not true All I wanted was to hear you say ''I love you'' But you act like you never knew I can't do it no more so keep doin' what you do And don't write back because we're through Don't write back because we're through Play the beat, are we recordin' it? Okay sweet, let me slaughter it Like Just Eat, I just ordered it Fuck a little bit, I want all of it Tell em' make sure to proportion it GP, I just sorted it E.T, I just orbited Tell em' drop the coordinates I'm in a spaceship, I'm just orbitin' And I'm makin' bread like a Warburton Got antiques, we're not auctionin' Got .32's and a Scorpion Make you time travel like DeLorean I've got fans now, let me talk to them These cap rappers need cautionin' If I plant a seed, it needs waterin' Free bro, man it's torturin' He was in the block and they tortured him In a old cell, it's Victorian Had to read books, historian No food and they taunted him Seen people die and it haunted him Can't break us, we're not porcelain Free Ste, I went to war with him And I've been at war, I'm survivin' it Real shit, I coulda' died in it Crime rate, I was rised in it When I went to jail I declined a bit Give me jail time and I'm ridin' it I don't like your rap 'cause you lied in it Raps dead, we're revivin' it Give me twenty mill and I'm signin' it This .38's got bine in it Like Luniz, I put five in it Make your ears ring when I'm firin' it Still whippin' up with Bi-carb in it Don't dance but I milly rock With a nine milly, do the milly bop When you chase dreams like Meek Mill, they're on freaky shit like Diddy was Fuck Hugo 'cause I've been a boss Want it done, pick a opp Get the ghost, come sit him off All that jail time, bro it's been a loss Ten years, I just did a lot Had to read books when I was in the block I know they're pissed off that I didn't rot Couldn't give a fuck if they live or not When I'm in the field like I'm in a [?] Trap hard like a Trapstar In a [?] with these little rocks Whip, whip it until it locks Free the boys that are in the cell Rest in peace the ones that are in a box Gotta ride around with this glizzy cocked Turn your Montirex to a mini top Razor blade when I'm in the wok Wish I woulda' learned how to pick a lock Rid it all and I didn't flop Tin of tuna stuffed in a sock When they shipped me out, I had missin' prop Lightwork and I wish it was But I'll never get back the shit I lost Double figures, I was in the dock Free Ste and my driller Flock Still me and I'm still a opp And this ----------------- Pull it back like a harpoon Now he's got paralysis, can't move Real shit, not a cartoon You get wrapped up, Tutankhamun That's the exodus, it might start soon Lights off in a dark room What's a rose if it can't bloom What's a strap if it can't boom I can't sing, I'm not Ja Rule If I'm in the whip it's not carpool It's not a knife fight if we can't duel Eatin' with us then it's our food You get half each like a half moon Gotta win, bro I can't lose In a restaurant with a steak knife But I'll wig a man with a barstool [?] on a late night Catch me lurkin' like a great white Seen him pinnin' up off a large spoon Said he put corn in clips, that's sweets in corn, make sure it fits The .44 kicks like horses hips That strap might cause an eclipse Click it and bang it, bang it, click Click it and bang it, bang it, quick Free rkid, that man won't miss Fuck all of that, I ain't tryna get nicked I just done ten in a wok, it's shit Now I've got matchin' hats and kicks Me and my bitch got matchin' whips Buss down Roley's, matchin' wrists VVS's and magic drip Got a brand new blick with plastic bits I could never imagine this
Here are the lyrics to Mazza L20's song "Birds in the Sky": --- **Chorus:** Birds in the sky, they ain't flyin' right Got a opp in my sight, I'ma take that flight Trap phone ringin', that's late night hype Bro got the pack, and it's lookin' like white **Verse 1:** I'm in the trap all night, gotta get this bread Can't lack in the streets, gotta watch for the feds Bro's on the line, said the ting just dead Now we on alert, gotta keep one ahead **Chorus:** Birds in the sky, they ain't flyin' right Got a opp in my sight, I'ma take that flight Trap phone ringin', that's late night hype Bro got the pack, and it's lookin' like white **Verse 2:** In the back of the ride, with the ting on lap Opps try slide, but we ain't having that Money on my mind, so I can't get trapped If they wanna beef, then they better come strapped **Chorus:** Birds in the sky, they ain't flyin' right Got a opp in my sight, I'ma take that flight Trap phone ringin', that's late night hype Bro got the pack, and it's lookin' like white --- These lyrics reflect the themes common in UK drill music, such as street life, hustling, and confrontation. The song contains strong language and themes that are characteristic of the genre.
Sure, here's an updated version: --- (Verse 1) Locked up, cold cell, life in the bin, Walls closing in, where do I begin? Steel bars, no stars, just a number, Days blend together, endless slumber. Caught up in the system, no place to fix, Lost in the shuffle, mind playing tricks. I'm just a kid, you heartless pricks, Dreams shattered, life's cruel kicks. (Chorus) But it didn’t last though, nights full of sorrow, Stuck in this cage, wishing for tomorrow. In jail, my mind took me to Glasto, Crowds screaming loud, bass hitting low. But it didn’t last though, didn’t last though, I was in jail, wishing I was in Glasto. (Verse 2) Pacing the floor, time moving slow, Memories of freedom, where did they go? Counting down the days, each one a fight, Holding onto hope, through the darkest night. Visions of the stage, lights in my face, Escape from this place, my only embrace. I'm just a kid, trapped in your games, But I’ll rise above, remember my name. (Chorus) But it didn’t last though, nights full of sorrow, Stuck in this cage, wishing for tomorrow. In jail, my mind took me to Glasto, Crowds screaming loud, bass hitting low. But it didn’t last though, didn’t last though, I was in jail, wishing I was in Glasto. (Bridge) Now I’m out, but I won’t forget, The cold hard truth, the nights I wept. I’m stronger now, yeah I’m free, But the scars I carry, they’re a part of me. I was locked up, but I broke the chains, Now I’m chasing dreams, breaking these reins. I’m just a kid, but I’m back on track, Glasto on my mind, no looking back. (Chorus) But it didn’t last though, nights full of sorrow, Stuck in this cage, wishing for tomorrow. In jail, my mind took me to Glasto, Crowds screaming loud, bass hitting low. But it didn’t last though, didn’t last though, I was in jail, now I’m headed to Glasto. --- This version should have the rhyming scheme you were looking for.
**Verse 1:** Got busted at twelve, strapped up, runnin' wild, Livin' life on the edge, barely stayin' mild. In the bins, it was hell, trapped in concrete halls, Used to dream of Glasto while I stared at these walls. Life was golden, but it didn’t last though, I was in jail wishin' I was in Glasto. Glimmers of the festival, lights and beats so vivid, But all I had was a cell, dreams and freedom, I was livid. **Chorus:** Now I’m back, stronger than ever, feel the rage in me veins, Gonna slap whoever did this, make ‘em feel the pain. From the darkness of the bins to the top of the game, I’m risin’ like a phoenix, Max H is me name. Watch me climb, watch me shine, leaving the past behind, Taking over the scene, with a vengeance, so unkind. **Verse 2:** Years in the shadows, me spirit never broke, Had to hustle through the struggle, every day was a joke. Dreamt of stages and lights, the crowd's roar so loud, Now I’m back in the scene, with me feet on the ground. From the grime of the cell to the beats of the night, I’m reclaiming me throne, it’s a whole new fight. Gonna rise to the top, never looking back, Got me sights set on vengeance, it’s a fierce attack. **Chorus:** Now I’m back, stronger than ever, feel the rage in me veins, Gonna slap whoever did this, make ‘em feel the pain. From the darkness of the bins to the top of the game, I’m risin’ like a phoenix, Max H is me name. Watch me climb, watch me shine, leaving the past behind, Taking over the scene, with a vengeance, so unkind. **Bridge:** Every day was a battle, but I never lost me fight, Now I'm breaking out, stepping into the light. From the cell to the stage, watch me story unfold, Turnin' all me pain into power, watch me take control. Every beat, every rhyme, every crowd I ignite, I’m reclaiming me freedom, with me future in sight. **Chorus:** Now I’m back, stronger than ever, feel the rage in me veins, Gonna slap whoever did this, make ‘em feel the pain. From the darkness of the bins to the top of the game, I’m risin’ like a phoenix, Max H is me name. Watch me climb, watch me shine, leaving the past behind, Taking over the scene, with a vengeance, so unkind. **Outro:** From the shadows to the spotlight, I’m rewriting the tale, Gonna show ‘em what it means to rise and never fail. Living life to the fullest, no more nights in the cold, I’m reclaiming me place, watch me story unfold.
**Verse 1:** Got busted at twelve, strapped up, runnin' wild, Livin' life on the edge, barely stayin' mild. In the bins, it was hell, trapped in concrete halls, Used to dream of Glasto while I stared at these walls. Life was golden, but it didn’t last though, I was in jail wishin' I was in Glasto. Glimmers of the festival, lights and beats so vivid, But all I had was a cell, dreams and freedom, I was livid. **Chorus:** Now I’m back, stronger than ever, feel the rage in my veins, Gonna slap whoever did this, make ‘em feel the pain. From the darkness of the bins to the top of the game, I’m risin’ like a phoenix, rememberin' my name. Watch me climb, watch me shine, leaving the past behind, Taking over the scene, with a vengeance, so unkind. **Verse 2:** Years in the shadows, my spirit never broke, Had to hustle through the struggle, every day was a joke. Dreamt of stages and lights, the crowd's roar so loud, Now I’m back in the scene, with my feet on the ground. From the grime of the cell to the beats of the night, I’m reclaiming my throne, it’s a whole new fight. Gonna rise to the top, never looking back, Got my sights set on vengeance, it’s a fierce attack. **Chorus:** Now I’m back, stronger than ever, feel the rage in my veins, Gonna slap whoever did this, make ‘em feel the pain. From the darkness of the bins to the top of the game, I’m risin’ like a phoenix, rememberin' my name. Watch me climb, watch me shine, leaving the past behind, Taking over the scene, with a vengeance, so unkind. **Bridge:** Every day was a battle, but I never lost my fight, Now I'm breaking out, stepping into the light. From the cell to the stage, watch my story unfold, Turnin' all my pain into power, watch me take control. Every beat, every rhyme, every crowd I ignite, I’m reclaiming my freedom, with my future in sight. **Chorus:** Now I’m back, stronger than ever, feel the rage in my veins, Gonna slap whoever did this, make ‘em feel the pain. From the darkness of the bins to the top of the game, I’m risin’ like a phoenix, rememberin' my name. Watch me climb, watch me shine, leaving the past behind, Taking over the scene, with a vengeance, so unkind. **Outro:** From the shadows to the spotlight, I’m rewriting the tale, Gonna show ‘em what it means to rise and never fail. Living life to the fullest, no more nights in the cold, I’m reclaiming my place, watch my story unfold.
Tell the world that I'm coming home Better tell the world that I'm coming home Took a step into a place unknown And now it's time to go I was trapped in a cage on my own Till I found the keys for my throne Tell the world that I'm coming home Know we're gonna live forevermore [Verse 1] Kicked that cell door till my feet got sore PTSD like I've been at war No GCSE's cause I've been on tour Don't even feel like me no more All of that shit that I seen and saw The guy to the right just died next door In a jail OT, I ain't got no mates thеre When I went London, I nеver went Mayfair In juvies, it was like daycare In Feltham, you couldn't escape there All of the stress, now I'm gonna get grey hair Got locked up and I had to stay there What was the reason? Gun crime Got me thinking bout fiending sometimes In a cell, it was freezing sometimes Got locked up, couldn't look at the sunshine See upcoming rap shows Get tickets for your favorite artists You might also like Houdini Eminem Brand New Dance Eminem County Of Armagh The Wolfe Tones [Chorus] Tell the world that I'm coming home Better tell the world that I'm coming home Took a step into a place unknown And now it's time to go I was trapped in a cage on my own Till I found the keys for my throne Tell the world that I'm coming home Know we're gonna live forevermore [Verse 2] Sixteen years old when I went and got nicked In a cell with toothpaste, putting up pics Eating sandwich packs and a packet of crisps In a place where loyalty doesn't exist All of them memories that I just missed Cause my man sang like Taylor Swift I might rap now but I'm not MIST Mum's getting old now, gotta admit I just wanna go home, settle down, have kids Just done ten in the wok, it's shit Now I got matching hats and kicks Me and my bitch got matching whips Buss down Rollie's, matching wrists VVS's, got matching drip Got the brand new glick with plastic bits I coulda never imagined this Pulled this out the hat like a magic trick [Chorus] Tell the world that I'm coming home Better tell the world that I'm coming home Took a step into a place unknown And now it's time to go I was trapped in a cage on my own Till I found the keys for my throne Tell the world that I'm coming home Know we're gonna live forevermore [Verse 3] Like a new game, I completed it All them old pics, I deleted it And that jail food, I stopped eating it They had me putting water on my Weetabix This is real shit, are you deeping it? In a cold cell with no heating in All the shit I lost, now I need to win Falling bunk beds I was sleeping in While them prison officers peeping in When I'm stressed out, I just write bars On some real shit, bro life's hard I'm in the deep end with no lifeguard Love bikes and I like cars False plates on a Type R Had the Pyrex, adding bicarb Whip it up till it's quite hard If we don't trap then we might starve Mentally, I got life scars Physically, I got war wounds Seen my mum crying in courtrooms But I'm born to last, I'm a fighter When I'm writing lyrics, I'm a writer And my best mate's still a lifer We had no sleep, done a nighter Through the hard times, we come tighter But I'm born to last, I'm a fighter When I'm writing lyrics, I'm a writer And my best mate's still a lifer
Verse] .223S, let it squeeze, let the chopper sneeze We was shooting people, they were shook shooting properties Said he's onto me, that's a lie, now he's gotta bleed Like we won't pop-pop-pop, leave the city like a horror scene He nicked me for a body, call me Tommy, that's a Ghost I'll bring it to your mums like I'm tryna do the post I might pop you through your window while you're tryna eat your roast So you better chew your food, cause' if you don't then you might choke I'll put suttin' in the toastеr, let it pop out like some toast It's got teeth likе Brandon Beavis, bet it chew right through a coat Treat it like a penalty, I'm shooting if I'm close They're like ''Mazza, he's the goat'', sacrificed and took a oath I bet they say it like a quote and it's not Facebook I went to jail and he got poked, I got nicked with three **** I went to jail and done the most, seen myself on Sky News We shot a video on soc' But when I shot *** we turned him red like cans of Coke He got fried like a egg, the shotty pellets hit his yolk Double tap like Insta post, he tried to shoot but hit the post Snapchat they tried to boast, do it live and hit the host I know they're cappin', only time they've seen a shell is by the coast And I'm not talkin' bout' the spliff but he got smoked Cowboy I keep a spinner on my hip so don't approach Switch em' off like a remote Fuck a vest bro they hit him in his neck and hit his throat Pray for hope like he's the pope Fake shit we don't promote Who's the realest? Shall we vote Fuck the Queen, I'm the King I need a castle and the moat I bet the rats'll take a note Free the real but they won't And free my brother Kay, it's been a minute since we spoke Yo, but let me tell you all a joke What'd you call a rapper that's a capper and he's broke?
I'm a beast when I jump on these tracks I spit flames, I'm hot like a drop of hot wax The tape's already loaded like a .9 that's cocked back (Back) So when it drops, you better clap It's all eyes on me like a gyal who's got back No one's watchin' your shit 'cause you're whack One hundred percent if I had the chance to, then I ain't listenin' to that (I ain't listеnin' to that) I told me manager, ""Stop sendin' mе these rappers"" (Stop that) But, when it comes to Scousematic, kop that And any mixtape that I drop, you better kop it If I shoot you point blank, this ain't a game, you can't block it Four hundred break horse on the Golf, you can't jock it The .44's too big, won't fit in the pocket (Nah) And you're gonna need the army to stop it (Trust me) You see, when I pop it, send him to the firmament like he's a rocket The new mixtape, make sure you kop it (Kop that) Make sure you got that shit (Make sure you got it) Make sure you got that shit And if you ain't got that shit, then kop that shit But don't be a little bum and go and rob that shit You get me? (Tramp) Just go and kop that shit, you get me? (Kop it) Just go and kop that shit And if you ain't got that shit, then kop that shit But don't be a little bum and go and rob that shit I'm a gangster and a gentleman, my suits are tailored I put my tracksuit on 'cause I was due some payments Put killers in the bushes, yeah, we do surveillance Violate and live where? Don't lose your cranium I come with the brick squad, I'm like the Gucci Mane I was star in the traps, I ain't new to fame How you're rappin' when you got boots to lace? I got some young boy killers that'll shoot your face That's a twelve gauge, take your face off like Nick Cage Distasteful, here's my dick, how does this taste? Disgraceful, little bitch, get your wig straight Get your facts straight, I got rich off a mixtape On a strip mate, please, don't get me irate Pull up on who? I'ma shoot till you're sideways (Bah, bah, bah) I was broke like a bad joke gave me migranes Now, it's Frankie with the four eyes, I mean five chains (Scousematic) Make sure you got that shit (Make sure you got it) Make sure you got that shit And if you ain't got that shit, then kop that shit But don't be a little bum and go and rob that shit You get me? (Tramp) Just go and kop that shit, you get me? (Kop it) Just go and kop that shit And if you ain't got that shit, then kop that shit But don't be a little bum and go and rob that shit (Scousematic) Boom, I'm in a three-piece with a double-breasted blazer Got my .45, but I'm on my best behaviour Young buck keeps one in the chamber He stays with a mask on, you see his nose and eyes like a alligator I used to break down bricks, carry the remainder Add it do the next brick like I'm playin' Tetris (trust me, let's go) And even though I might forgive, I still don't forget shit So you've always gotta expect the unexpected My darg will bring me a stick if I tell him, ""Fetch it"" Rapid, it's either gonna be a spinner or a 'matic And when the fire's in my hand, I'm movin' 'ratic I park up and jump out, and then I Did you catch it? 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**Verse 1:** Got busted at twelve, strapped up, runnin' wild, Livin' life on the edge, barely stayin' mild. In the bins, it was hell, trapped in concrete halls, Used to dream of Glasto while I stared at these walls. Life was golden, but that shimmer didn’t last, Now I’m wishin’ I was lost in the music, not stuck in the past. Glimmers of the festival, lights and beats so vivid, But all I had was a cell, dreams and freedom I was livid. **Chorus:** Now I’m back, stronger than ever, feel the rage in my veins, Gonna slap whoever did this, make ‘em feel the pain. From the darkness of the bins to the top of the game, I’m risin’ like a phoenix, rememberin' my name. Watch me climb, watch me shine, leaving the past behind, Taking over the scene, with a vengeance, so unkind. **Verse 2:** Years in the shadows, my spirit never broke, Had to hustle through the struggle, every day was a joke. Dreamt of stages and lights, the crowd's roar so loud, Now I’m back in the scene, with my feet on the ground. From the grime of the cell to the beats of the night, I’m reclaiming my throne, it’s a whole new fight. Gonna rise to the top, never looking back, Got my sights set on vengeance, it’s a fierce attack. **Chorus:** Now I’m back, stronger than ever, feel the rage in my veins, Gonna slap whoever did this, make ‘em feel the pain. From the darkness of the bins to the top of the game, I’m risin’ like a phoenix, rememberin' my name. Watch me climb, watch me shine, leaving the past behind, Taking over the scene, with a vengeance, so unkind. **Bridge:** Every day was a battle, but I never lost my fight, Now I'm breaking out, stepping into the light. From the cell to the stage, watch my story unfold, Turnin' all my pain into power, watch me take control. Every beat, every rhyme, every crowd I ignite, I’m reclaiming my freedom, with my future in sight. **Chorus:** Now I’m back, stronger than ever, feel the rage in my veins, Gonna slap whoever did this, make ‘em feel the pain. From the darkness of the bins to the top of the game, I’m risin’ like a phoenix, rememberin' my name. Watch me climb, watch me shine, leaving the past behind, Taking over the scene, with a vengeance, so unkind. **Outro:** From the shadows to the spotlight, I’m rewriting the tale, Gonna show ‘em what it means to rise and never fail. Living life to the fullest, no more nights in the cold, I’m reclaiming my place, watch my story unfold.
[Chorus] Lurkin' down a backroad bally with a black coat Rolling with a pack biv skin and a graff phone Trying to keep eyes, no surprise if there's jacks though Slipping in the the road, that's a night in the cells, bro Fuck that, I'm not trying to get nicked I stay switch, no flick on me hip, I use fists And swing that, I've got me brother on me wrist So when I swing, I never miss, I've lost my brother, so I'm pissed [Verse 1] Bring back little knuckle from the sky 'Cause a miss I might die with in sky getting high Man flashback, I'm not a sheep, I'm a lion And if he's lying, I will try him, left hook, taste the iron Bro bang that little blonde and she's rude Take her out, go for food, take hеr home, now we're nudе Man tap that, love, I'll probably see you soon Next never if it's cool, 'cause the money over rules A big back, but now I'm shining like a fool 'Cause her backs over ruled and I've booked another room Man bitch back, like I said, I'd see you soon But instead it's getting rude, what position do you choose? Love, pick that, f-f-freaky with the moves Now she's dancing for me too, next level in the room Like rah dah, next day we get some food Quick joint, pay then room, then it's back to making moves [Chorus] Lurkin' down a backroad bally with a black coat Rolling with a pack biv skin and a graff phone Trying to keep eyes, no surprise if there's jacks though Slipping in the the road, that's a night in the cells, bro Fuck that, I'm not trying to get nicked I stay switch, no flick on me hip, I use fists And swing that, I've got me brother on me wrist So when I swing, I never miss, I've lost my brother, so I'm pissed [Verse 2] Throw back, I've been hit with a nine That's a quarter, no time, get it gone, taste the wine Drink that, most rappers talk lies All cap, fake rhymes, like he didn't take his life Bro chat that, I'm like McGregor with the ties Take a loss, then I rise, mister mac predict the lies Read that, I'm advance when I'm high IQ, use the mind, just listen when I rhyme Bro sip that, and I'm smoking all the time Only Kush, fuck a lime, when I feed her, then she's mine Cope that, taking risks till it's mine So I'll never stop the grind and I'll do it till I shine Just trust that I've got knuckle on me mind And his brother by me side, I can see him though his eyes Pain that buddies watching from the sky And he's going to make me shine, but till late I'm still outside [Chorus] Lurkin' down a backroad bally with a black coat Rolling with a pack biv skin and a graff phone Trying to keep eyes, no surprise if there's jacks though Slipping in the the road, that's a night in the cells, bro Fuck that, I'm not trying to get nicked I stay switch, no flick on me hip, I use fists And swing that, I've got me brother on me wrist So when I swing, I never miss, I've lost my brother, so I'm pissed
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CHORUS. Ayy Lando I’m the Y.I.C I take my time and I do it for the team I play games like it’s FIFA 20 Me and bros we’re the ultimate team and you know that I stepped in clean I might just back out my TH jeans x2 Now bad b’s wanna wine and dine Now she just wanna take her time I was born and raised in the COV This year tryna make it mine With this little light me I’m gone shine Bad b wants me to break her spine Babe I don’t really know about gaucho’s We can go maccies to wine and dine VERSE 1 Fire escape They know that I’m just bait There screaming out Black Lives Matter Next day yh they all just hate There screaming out Black Lives Matter Next day yh they all just hate They said that I’ve been gone too long I can’t lie I’ve been writing songs This Barbie yeah she moving meady Had to ask her like what is she on They wan follow the kid like sheep mad You might as well call me shaun They wan follow the kid like sheep mad You might as well call me shaun I send her right back AWB I put a bad b on dnd Now the gyaldem wanna roll with me But we don’t really go round there no way Like we don’t really go round there I see a sweet one bonjour je’mapple You know that I stepped in sauce I told the haters adiós adiós The boys in blue yeahh there always patrolling I ain’t talking about yungwxz Nike tech fleece yh we always rolling And back den they didn’t rate the kid Can you tell me why there always calling Back den didn’t rate the kid Can you tell me why there always calling Can you tell me why there always calling CHORUS Ayy Lando I’m the Y.I.C I take my time and I do it for the team I play games like it’s FIFA 20 Me and bros we’re the ultimate team and you know that I stepped in clean I might just back out my TH jeans x2 Now bad b’s wanna wine and dine Now she just wanna take her time I was born and raised in the COV This year tryna make it mine With this little light me I’m gone shine Bad b wants me to break her spine Babe I don’t really know about gaucho’s We can go maccies to wine and dine
Daily Duppy, Pt. 1 Lyrics [Part I] [Verse] .223S, let it squeeze, let the chopper sneeze We was shooting people, they were shook shooting properties Said he's onto me, that's a lie, now he's gotta bleed Like we won't pop-pop-pop, leave the city like a horror scene He nicked me for a body, call me Tommy, that's a Ghost I'll bring it to your mums like I'm tryna do the post I might pop you through your window while you're tryna eat your roast So you better chew your food, cause' if you don't then you might choke I'll put suttin' in the toastеr, let it pop out like some toast It's got teeth likе Brandon Beavis, bet it chew right through a coat Treat it like a penalty, I'm shooting if I'm close They're like ''Mazza, he's the goat'', sacrificed and took a oath I bet they say it like a quote and it's not Facebook I went to jail and he got poked, I got nicked with three **** I went to jail and done the most, seen myself on Sky News We shot a video on soc' But when I shot *** we turned him red like cans of Coke He got fried like a egg, the shotty pellets hit his yolk Double tap like Insta post, he tried to shoot but hit the post Snapchat they tried to boast, do it live and hit the host I know they're cappin', only time they've seen a shell is by the coast And I'm not talkin' bout' the spliff but he got smoked Cowboy I keep a spinner on my hip so don't approach Switch em' off like a remote Fuck a vest bro they hit him in his neck and hit his throat Pray for hope like he's the pope Fake shit we don't promote Who's the realest? Shall we vote Fuck the Queen, I'm the King I need a castle and the moat I bet the rats'll take a note Free the real but they won't And free my brother Kay, it's been a minute since we spoke Yo, but let me tell you all a joke What'd you call a rapper that's a capper and he's broke? [Part II] [Verse] Rappers all cappers, back stabbers, bro remember it The first to do a lot of shit, I just didn't mention it The first to get a six figure deal when it was treacherous The first to hit the charts from a cell, I'm the genesis Number one video award, fuck a nemesis We made history, the lifers got the benefits I gave them all hope that there's a chance, that's a definite I turn the pain into strength like it's a relative Cause' they were sleeping on me like they're taking sedatives A's not blood but we're close like relatives Fuck the judge, I went to jail and I terror'd it Now everybody's telling me I'll blow like a terrorist Had to cut ties with a snake because they're venomous People take your kindness for weakness when you're generous But I'm about to take flight like the Emirates I bought a couple dreams cause' they were selling it Used to smoke the profit on the weed but now we're selling Haze I can't be rapping bout' no money that I've never made I'm feeling like 2Pac, wishing on them better days Me against the world with a shotty and a razorblade I got bullets in my body, I keep getting pains I've been broke so I appreciate I'm getting paid And I done it from the can like some Lemonade Like we won't just get it popping like some Cherryade Even if they're 7-Up, fuck it they're still getting blazed Tell my bro go and get the fizzy, not the Lucozade We sent him to the doctor, he got peppered when the shotty sprayed Me and my old man we're dropping missions like a escapade Clutching on the strap like the pedals in a escalade Made a Jaily Duppy, caught a Milli in like seven days Booked a visit for my boy and he never came Ten years in a cell and I've never changed Thinking back to when I'm young, I used to get the blame Bro in Full Sutton lad, my mother had to get the train And I can tell you bout' the ways when I was next to Kane And I was meant to get released, I'm doing extra days I'm tryna clean up my past but it's left a stain Scars on my wrist from the cuffs when I got detained Onsite fights on the wing, I had to get restrained Money on his head, I told my boy to go and get the blade Halves with my boy, if I do it, we both get the same Last ones left of the real ones that remain Conversating with a lifer, I forget the name But he told me life is what you make it when you set the stage Told him I'm just tryna get paid bro, forget the fame But if they still want the smoke, they can get the flame Mazza L20, fuck the rats, don't forget the name Cause' we're not the same, hate the player but respect the game Caught another case and got charged by the CPS The more time that I've got, they come to see me less This is real life shit like CBS They locked me up with killers Quest red, life's been a mess I told the jeweller I want plus one's VVS For all them times that I was broke, I've never been in debt Mazza L20, fuck the rest, I'm tryna be the best Liverpool city, like a bird I'm tryna leave the nest You're the type to blank your phone but you'll read a text Seen so much shit I've got PTSD, doing tours on the bus like BTS Mum was upset that my brother got a EBS Firearm charge, we ain't nuttin' like DVS Writing to Jock, pissed off he never beat the wreck Patterned in the wock, I'll get you anything you need to get Told A1, pass the pollie, you can keep the rest Free my brothers out the wock, I hate to see them stressed I think about the lifers when I feel depressed You'll probably value life more when you've seen a death Soon home in two months, bro it's been a sec I'm about to take flight like EasyJet Mixtape coming soon, go and cop it Against all odds, I'm bout' to blow like a rocket
[Intro: S A Vheezy] They know alot of people ask us "How is CDot funded? Where do you get your money from?" The simple answer Sin Squad, shout out Fumez the Engineer Plugged In, free all the getbacks Serious splashers, soul snatchers Grrr, bow Us never them You ain't never did it [Verse 1: KayyKayy] Typers typing, gangdem riding I just left the 2's, now I'm hearing sirens I'm three deep on the next block, we're two poles up, this can never be silent Shawty's all at mine and excited, I make her slurp it up and then ride it She asked me to make a song about girls, I said "Nah babes, I'm promoting the violence" He's gassed, putting his bitch in Chanel 'Til gang pulled up and he got touched and we left him to drip with his girl Show me a traphouse, I'll show you a stain These cars get flipped when they creep on the L Feds want me to rot up in jail If I link GP, said I'm breaching my bail Thought he was gang until he folded 'Course we slimed him out like one snail I still link O for the pack of the opps And everyone knows who it is from the smell Run up on me, untuck it Leave lungs punctured, or we just click it and bang You go shooting range and you ain't got aim If I press this button, hit you and your man Pop them doors, tryna do it close range Aim, buss it, Erica Banks Said I don't smoke no more, let me roll one, fuck it Now I'm just high as Lampz Still too much M to the dome Shout "What's his name? He's my favorite strand" Serious stepper, outstanding member I'll find it offensive if you ask if I lack See rap shows near London Get tickets as low as $71 You might also like I Don’t Like My Mind Mitski The Deal Mitski Call Me What You Like Lovejoy [Verse 2: Uncs] Lampz got one in the head Wig all open K1 dead on the scene, I don't know how the 2's is coping My lil' bro love drills, he's upcoming like Phil Foden Sin Squad known for the slappin' Sin Squad known for the pokin' Free SlapIt, the judge gave him thirty He held that and he showed no emotion I'm with the gang, we just got down my man The fans like "When's the music loading?" Where's Lampost? I found him Gimme a lighter, let me smoke him That shit got me choking Sin Squad ain't the ones to be provokin' Ching man down with my black blade in my right hand Rip shirts, Hulk Hogan KayyKayy, that's my bronem, on foenem I love me a caramel golden, Beyonce Or my darkskin ting Kelly Rowland The gang just got down Drettz (Ching) They left my man soaking Don't start with your wrist before I rob man, no Holding (Let me get that) She suck my dick, but when my man died she post him Jigga with the double-barrel dotty That's a dilemma like Kelly Rowland [Verse 3: GP] (Gunner) About "Spin that coupe" No wonder you're missing Tell bro-bro "Stop right there, let me jump out the car, get close and wig him" I swear shh got lucky that day, if he buck me and Sav then he's definitely finished That day was an hour glide, we done my man, it was less than a minute Back my ying out get close and fish him, me and gang can rap bout countless drillings With it, sick in the head, I'm twisted Rise that mash in less than an instant More time it's a window chinging, nowadays hop in the ride and bring it He ain't got juice on his fucking borer, somebody tell my man to zip it Headshot, you're pissed, my shooter's been taping strips You can get corn on the mains like Ramz or drenched in the dark like Swift All I hear is "DipDat" that and "DipDat" this, man Kelvin weren't on piss Bro said the "Allow the fallen", but them man chat like chicks How's man questioning me 'bout how many times I've stepped on a paigon's strip? (LOL) Drettz got drenched in front his yat, not gonna lie that bitch is thick He was in the A driving an auto, tell me how did you crash your whip? Skid, skrr, foot on the gas, on the next road we ducked down Swift (He's cutted) [Outro] Fumez The Engineer Part 2 [Intro] Ayo, TR, go brazy on these niggas man Ayo, Ludo They know alot of people ask us "How is CDot funded? Where do you get your money from?" The simple answer [Verse 1: Uncs] Your friend got dropped, there’s no respawning (Aww, man) If he’s a legend, my bro he’s a killer like Randy Orton The gangdem got down him and him, they say that we gone too far Bro hit Ramz with a dotz Ramz tried save them shots, Ramz must have thought he was Van Der Sar Mans on the lurk for spinnage Bro if I have to, I’ll do it on my Jack like Grealish This golden one she cute, she's talkin’ ‘bout love, had to put her on mute Lets show the O how to spin this coupe Farm Block thugs left their goons Farm Block thugs left their goons [Verse 2: S A Vheezy] LR, spin this coupe Lemme jump out, hate slappin' out cars Remind man how I mind man, ran that day He ran so fast, but didn't get far I swear he's a Niner? Should've got whooshed with the Star, instead he got Anglo Armed Rambo, catch him, serious splashin' SMB, SMB, no talk We run Haringey map I don't know how they chat on gang 'Bout "YKTV", you know the vibe Two times gang got Clappz and Dappz The animals need to fill this bine so in Farm tryna slay these pratts How you gonna sing on the drills you did? Trey Songz, but in the songs you rap [Verse 3: KayyKayy] Lack on your block, that's critical drenchin' Run man down tryna wet and cheff him Why so fast? Still kweffed him I hate when I pull up in flats, no cap They all did the dash, man I had the intention To send man to see their cousin, brother, OG, best friend or bredrin My opps are stressin' in front of the church Screaming out "peace" with the L to the reverend (That Dickhead) Shawty won't hold this .40, why she wan' talk 'bout dates at the Weston How many times did the foenem hop in the ride? I said I'm in 2 like WSTRN New watch, new necklace System settings, please don't attend them I love all my brothers, I put it on my mothers You can't name a nigga that we ain't got Me and 6ix used to lurk in the 2 so much, me and folks took it up as a day job And if it's daytime trips I'm taking, merch on the L, by night it's taped off GG stepped on the enemy turf Three got burst, it was nuttin' like airsoft And you ain't never took that risk Opp block trip, two sticks and if I see pigs then bro's gotta floor it now I don't even sip no drink but I still double cut, L21 pouring out (Pouring) And there's still too much M to the dome, but when I link Negus, he's loud Sin him, blick him, walkway grinnin' Spin him, Fivio Foreign style [Verse 4: GP] (Gunner) They like the Sinners tapped in the head How many times have they tapped with intent? If I tap on the spin then I tap it again (Tapping) You know what, I might catch me an M You know what, I might turn man off but I won't switch sides like Berbatov Had to perform well to win that bunda, had me feeling like Jürgen Klopp Just showed bro how to pull it on burst LOL, I think the Woods' is cursed I heard my man got hit a whoosh but I know the other ones got done up worse You can’t get back on the getback and make the young G’s put blades in shirts (Ching Ching) Lampz got slapped, he weren’t staying alert Mello and Chop got put in a hearse Sneak and creep like Assassin’s Creed Me and S-A-V tryna S-A-D Nowadays I gotta step on minors And I ain’t talkin’ ‘bout PYTs I’m shottin’ food and he’s talkin’ ‘bout refund Ay rudeboy, bring that receipt Bro chopped him up, he was begging him please Fuck that we ain’t hearing no plea When I was locked up didn’t get no bail When I was locked up didn’t send no mail Bro got the stick and put eight in his clip We ain’t tellin’ no fibs, you heard my man fell When Lampz went jail I fucked my man’s girl I made shorty play with herself Don’t blame her when it was his fault It gets like that when you ain’t treatin’ em well (It's nuts) [Outro] Fumez The Engineer
Backstrap Kick back Have a nice night Me and adz creep creep through the back twilight I was on the block tryna get my mind right Cuzz all i ever thought about is just to go and slap dons i dont need to rewind I got her spinning back yo She was on the front line I took her to the back tho Picking up her legs like a butteryfly lambo Chat shit get wacked with a rambo In jail it was only zancos But we got a new plan So we go and test that Get the drop on my man Go repent ack Blast off his wig 6 shots in a spinner While u was busy sleeping I was drilling with some killas Couple catipillers vanished but thats nuttin thats snakes bro
[Verse 1] I can't believe these niggas snitched on me I couldn't turn to no fed', not no big homie Now I'm feelin' like Quan 'cause I'm the rich homie Money spent, I ask my bro, "Take this pic' for me" This year, I'm livin' life like I never did Said I'm droppin' out of anything that's negative Yo, how you focus on these hoes and just gettin' lit? It's time you switch up your goals and start gettin' rich You can sense my energy, yeah, you know it's off 'Cause these niggas claim it's love and I know it's not My friends left me to grieve, I was low on loss But when it's favours, I see my phone blowin' off Why these niggas tryna act hard but we know he soft It's when girls around, his pussy start showin' off I don't believe that it's all a façade, all a pretend I'm really with the sharks in the deep end I look cool, but there's times I don't feel myself Can't believe I thought to kill myself We all fight our own battles that we don't wan' tell But with the power of a prayer, you don't need no help It's like they don't understand I need a million, a trillion of dough in the bank I'm out here on my own, I got no one to thank I fucked gyal, I don't need them, I know I can wank If you don't like me, just let me know so I know I stand 'Cause niggas bitter like my ex women Tell that girl that I dig her like PyrexLiving Bro I'm vexed that she never gave the kittens But I won't ever take it if it ain't given 'Cause I know my block's full fo demons that's raised in Hell But you can't come around us if you're rapin' girls That's why we dropped out ****, he can stay in jail They ask, "Where you are?" But fam', it ain't my place to tell Yo, my block caught a M and it ruined my brand I can't believe I let this shitty-shit ruin my plans But I'm back, I hope you understand The shit I seen could really ruin a man I need to fly, I'm overdue for a tan, damn I should be in Marakesh, but I'm not, I'm in London, barely stressed I'm boujie, I'm very spec', I don't sex any sket Four hundred mill' for my dick, you can spend any check Bein' broke's a joke, but what's funny, bro? I couldn't make it to my friend's birthday 'cause my money's low Life's no sweet like Haribo We need to get rich fats, hurry, bro, I keep hustlin' Man, fuck this government They made the cost of livin' high, so they're strugglin' Had to leave the stealin', the jugglin' There's no time for vibin', I'm bubblin' I'm harsh to my brothers 'cause I love them I tell my friends when they're wrong, bro, I can't be fake Havin' girlfriends is long, so I can't be bae I'm on the run for the money, boo, I can't be late She tried tell me, "Take care," I just can't be Drake Fuck these hoes, I'm gettin' rid of them Gyal in every country, I'm shellin' them Even in Spain, I still score like I'm Bellingham You told me they dissed me, but what was you tellin' them? Don't try and insult intelligence I ain't in the mood now, can everybody fuck off? You're buyin' hoes jewellery, but what has your mum got? Fake niggas tryna act real, there's a bunch of I told you to be loyal and you failed, you had one job [Interlude] Yo, my broski, everytime I go out, first thing people say is, "When's Mo droppin'? Where's the new show?" Bro, this year, you got to stay consistent, bro Anything that we've gone through has built us up to be where we are today, bro You haven't grinded this far to stay here, bro Let's go [Verse 2] They say, "Let's rob from the rich and feed to the poor" Well, if they're robbin' from the rich, I need my gun by my drawers Before you go ride out, ask yourself what it's for 'Cause the feelin' feels different when there's feds at your door And they tried call me, "Snitch," I had to ignore I saw what they said but never said what I saw All eyes on me, I ain't Tupac Shakur When eyes on me, I start feelin' insecure If I like her, then she can get spoiled It's all fun till the water on your writs gets boiled Your man's jewels fake and you stayed, that's loyal I can't tell if that's grillz in his mouth or tinfoil (Hahaha)
Engine roar when we slide through She like the way I whip it, this is brand new Go back to the crib, yeah we can do And have you got my back if I say "I got you"? We're going all out Step with B22's, I got my foot down Racks in rubber bands, I don't lose count And this blicky's got a whistle, tell 'em "Come round" Hop in the truck, come, we go now [Verse 1] Friends turn to opps so I'm quick to let a bridge burn Pull up and slap, make him crawl like he's got worms And I ain't using words, I let my burner talk Get up close, point blank, let it burst I know the sket so I'm ten steps ahead Got a bullet for your head so think twicе how you step Don't be daft, that's like smoking weed with thе stem G-lock in the Benz, plenty straps in the ends And I don't need a platform for the truth to be heard On a daily tryna duppy, two hands on this dotty Hop on a plane if I ever catch a body Petrol bath, put my feet up and bake off with a hottie I've got this sweet one, she's saying that I'm naughty She don't even know we press triggers on this forty In a R8, Amiri drip and the glizz Load the clip, bang the stick, shots flying from this two-seat [Chorus] Engine roar when we slide through She like the way I whip it, this is brand new Go back to the crib, yeah we can do And have you got my back if I say "I got you"? We're going all out Step with B22's, I got my foot down Racks in rubber bands, I don't lose count And this blicky's got a whistle, tell 'em "Come round" Hop in the truck, come, we go now [Verse 2] I brought waps to the block cah it's only right Catch me with a baddie, late night with a four-five And free Samurai Roze cah that's little bro He's got that name, he don't step with no small knife Say it with chest, fuck your rep and what you're on Pulled up driver's side, slap the twelve through the car I got gyal in my DM's, "Are you the guy that made that song? Wait, are you the one that's from the booky side of Brum?" Yes I am, still screaming free my killers in the can We got guns like Iran, barrels smoke and let it slap And I ain't rich, I need eight figures in the bank Put him in my pack so we're gassed when the Cali lands From the back, she like it rough, give her ass a slap Then tell the driver "Step on the gas" I'm an artist and a stepper, course it's on man I was in my cell, rocked his jaw with a one-bang [Chorus] Engine roar when we slide through She like the way I whip it, this is brand new Go back to the crib, yeah we can do And have you got my back if I say "I got you"? We're going all out Step with B22's, I got my foot down Racks in rubber bands, I don't lose count And this blicky's got a whistle, tell 'em "Come round" Hop in the truck, come, we go now
UK rap they gotta mention me Said she gonna have a word with Cench and D Four hoes in the whip, like Audi Brown but white in the middle like bounty Need me Arabia land no Saudi Speak up loudly Or just low me I get music P now I say that proudly [Verse I] Can't stop if I ain't started This ain't pop but I still charted Why am the favourite I guess that I'm famous half ish I guess I'm a artist Helicopter ain't got no hamess Grandmass house just spent couple racks on carpets Soon as you make it they put you down as a target Lock an aim I ain't got no shame smae trackys for days Before a copped some jays Now I got so much kicks that I don't know what to wear More time it's easier to go cop a pair Stop and stare Stop and search The Mandem burst am not prepared Hate when I get to a festival gate and the cops are there Why so called friend on the block somewhere They don't put in no work they don't want no shares (they don't want no shares) I just bought a crib that I ain't even seen Got six bedrooms I ain't even need Might turn that shit to a bnb Said Meekz been waiting to blow like tnt And the industry knows I'm a MVP I'm 2;50 like ten to three Is it the way that a rap why they envy me You would a thought she was older that twenty-three Turn twenty-three in twenty-three that's a record beat Could of been dead of free Free from stress that a placed on me Or dead indeed Sometimes the pressures peak I ain't had time to eat Hardly bin getting sleep I feel to just let it beat If I'm not mekking beats The am checking freaks Call it necessities I came up pressing keys Gotta swtich identities Bbc headline reading Leeds Now the y mention me when addressing these Celebrities Now I get paid excessive fees Think I missed the drop I just let it breath I'm wavier than the seven seas And I told 'em before I'm clever breed Used to shot t-shirts Now I'm selling tees Selling fire still selling heat My agents turn down shows everyweek I can't lie it's getting deep Over a m on sheets I can't wait till am selling seats Sell out the 02 like selling sweets Three thousand fans in the MEN, first time that I even been Gotta thank the team Give thanks to D Next time come gang with me [Outro] UK rap they gotta mention me Said she gonna have a word with Cench and D Four hoes in the whip, like Audi Brown but white in the middle like bounty Need me Arabia land no Saudi Speak up loudly Or just low me I get music P now I say that proudly
