| Gotta be a one-man band |
| On the road, I rise my own hand |
| Bang! Boy Better Know, I’m sticking to the plan |
| Fireman Sam couldn’t put out the fire I’m stacking in my van (You hear that?) |
| I won’t call Danny Weed or Flowdan |
| I pull up to the spot, like, «Where's your top man?» |
| It could be an all-day-er or a nightclub jam (Jeez) |
| Still stand |
| Selling my moments to all of my fans (Yah) |
| Are you mad? Gotta get the bag |
| Your bruddas must think I wanna sit around here playing tag (No way) |
| Like a B, you’re not bad |
| I’m outside on every patch |
| Here’s the catch |
| London’s that city with the daps |
| But you wanna be greedy and you wanna act bad (Brap) |
| Came in the game, no Ghetts and no Kane (Nope) |
| If you see me in the street, it’s cool, no fame (Tell 'em) |
| I ain’t doing all the spittin' for jokes, I want games (Tell 'em) |
| You don’t really wanna stand up with me or my rage (Ayy, ayy) |
| You’re sly around the game like a weasel (Weasel) |
| I couldn’t care if you did adverts for Ladbrokes or Diesel (Haha) |
| What I stand for is this, barring |
| Forget the um-ing and the ah-ing (Yah) |
| I’m a cold body, don’t trust nobody (Nope) |
| Same spirit in my young and my old body (Yah) |
| You don’t know yet, don’t know Bobby (Know Bobby) |
| I got the juice like the film and Yo Gotti (Yo Gotti) |
| I changed it round, you couldn’t roll on me |
| I’m never gonna let a brudda take my soul from me (Don't let him do it) |
| I don’t want the powers controlling me |
| Or having hold of me |
| I stepped in it with badman riddims (Yah), bludclart lyrics (Yah) |
| Buss a likkle science (Yah), buss a likkle physics (Yah) |
| From the day that grime started, I was in it to win it (Jeez) |
| It’s 2020, don’t ask for my digits (Digits) |
| Bun that, 'cause we run this (Run it) |
| No other MC has ever done this (Never done this) |
| I make music (Music), I make history (History) |
| I go away, come back and ask if they miss me |
| Yeah, had nothing but I’ll leave the game with the lot, no bluffing |
| Even though I used to sit in the back of the classroom |
| With all my best mates just cussing (Bap-bap, bap-bap) |
| Call me what you want, it’s nothing (Nothing) |
| Face to face bro, you don’t want- |
| (You don’t want) You don’t want nothing |
| So you better stop huffing and puffing |
| You don’t wanna see me get crazy, bro (Yeah) |
| My mind works well, it ain’t lazy, bro (It's not) |
| Everybody thinks that grime is neeky |
| 'Til man rise the ting like Krayzie Bone |
| I ain’t chatting for the fun, it’s not Lazerdrome |
| You better sit down, but you wanna raise your tone |
| So many people try to flex |
| You can’t bring nobody round here, take him home |
| I said, this ting ain’t really meant for you |
| I don’t know why anybody sent for you |
| I said, you rolled the dons that put you on |
| It’s like they should be collecting rent from you |
| My brudda, some of us, we can’t be controlled (No) |
| I laid a foundation for the keys you hold |
| If you don’t stop moving funny around us |
| I’ll change the locks, now your keys are old |
| If it’s grime, it’s all mine, shut up |
| Can’t tell me nothing, 'cause I came from the gutter |
| Before you was trying to bread and come across like a nutter |
| Now you gone soft like butter |
| It’s a shame, me and you are friends |
| But you wanna move lame (Lame) |
| Two-two shoe, no, we ain’t the same (Same) |
| I run the show, yes, I run the game (Game) |
| Let me take aim (Aim) |
| I came in the game on a mission (Mission) |
| Some man didn’t (Didn't) |
| Still around, so it was a real life vision (What?) |
| I’m a top shotta, can’t sway my decision (What?) |
| Step onto the stage and I cause a collision (What?) |
| I came in the game with a passion (Passion) |
| The same passion I had when I was mashing (Mashing) |
| I showed them my blueprint for free (Free) |
| So they can’t take nuttin' from me (Rah-ta-ta-ta-ta) |