| I’m just tryna go to where I’ve never been spotted
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| Leopard skin logic, animal, like I made the beat
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| I’mma smash 'em all, Smasher, Hannibal rapper
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| I eat the microphone and the camera crew flasher
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| Me? |
| Snapper, delete, I’m digital
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| Started from a dream, now it’s physical
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| So you could say I’m living out my thoughts, king
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| Or you could say I’m sleepwalking
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| I only see red when recording
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| Pause it, nah, fast forward
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| Cuh if you rewind, you’ll see that I’m forward
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| Rewind mad, I was looking quite autumn
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| Cooler than the rest, me, I’m a baller plus a ref
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| Cuh I can run the game or pull the fools up off the bench
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| Ha, so get started
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| I’m just tryna play my game, forget marking
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| You just have to stay in your lane, forget parking
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| I can rain on your parade, now that’s marching
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| There’s no, no, no, no, no
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| No sleep for me
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| Cause if I sleep, I won’t achieve
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| And what I dream is something big
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| So there’s no
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| No sleep for me
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| Cause if I sleep, I won’t achieve
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| And what I dream is something big, so there’s
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| I dream dreams of getting rich but sleeping I never did
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| It seems like I’m sees of receiving success and shit
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| Life’s like a movie, they’re keeping the better bits
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| But why watch a film if you know what the ending is?
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| Guys can’t compete when it comes the this clever shit
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| It gets very peak, how peak? |
| Mount Everest
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| It’s last day then kids, renowned terrorists
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| Watch the game go to flames, it’s now getting lit
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| I rise like a phoenix, rise where the cream is
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| Like gold diggers, gold spitter, the rhymes are like sneezes
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| It’s there for the original, if I’m on the remix
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| Its stales lack in blood, it’s like it’s anaemic
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| You hide, don’t believe it, your life’s over, leave it
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| Your lines winding, mad double helix
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| Designed too tight like new school jean fits
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| In time, you will see it, rewind it, genius
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| There’s no, no, no, no, no
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| No sleep for me
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| Cause if I sleep, I won’t achieve
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| And what I dream is something big
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| So there’s no
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| No sleep for me
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| Cause if I sleep, I won’t achieve
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| And what I dream is something big, so there’s
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| Fuck Black The Ripper, call me Blackavelli
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| Fuck the industry, they don’t wanna see me on telly
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| You might see me on a hype, Friday night with jezzies
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| Smoking weed, Loud’s got the Rémy and I’ve got the Henny
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| We’ve got girls galore, you niggas need some more
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| Art of Seduction, 48 Laws, The Art of War
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| I read them all, I’m clued, don’t bread with me, I’m rude
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| If I’m full up, I’ll send one of my goons to eat your food
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| We’re all starving out here, we’re all grafting, I swear
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| The target’s there, we just need to be charting this year
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| Baby, come here, let me drop this bud in your ear
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| She knows I’m a grime star, living life five-star
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| No nine-to-five, but I’ve still got a nice car
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| And I’m the flyest, when I come through they’re like «rah»
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| Haters are like «nah», females are like «yes»
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| We like to smoke weed, 'cause it prevents stress
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| There’s no, no, no, no, no
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| No sleep for me
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| Cause if I sleep, I won’t achieve
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| And what I dream is something big
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| So there’s no
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| No sleep for me
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| Cause if I sleep, I won’t achieve
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| And what I dream is something big, so there’s |