| Let’s play a game called 'finders keepers' |
| On a late night I was looking for an eaters (bow) |
| Been called mischievous |
| Ain’t fucking with them other niggas, all them man are eediats |
| Learnt some lessons, and I could teach, but I ain’t gonna repeat it |
| See you chilling on my block, when it’s heated, you see me pulling up inna the |
| Beemers |
| 'Llow all the disrespect |
| Running with my nank tryna dip in flesh |
| I skipped gym, never did big reps |
| After the club, I still lift big skets |
| Man just talk in the ends, that’s gossip central, them man are mental for that |
| Probably 'cause big Max stretched all the yats so |
| Even on my worst day, I wouldn’t rock that |
| I was in the flat, something cooking on crack |
| But I got music, and I got packs |
| You was pillow talking to my ex, but you didn’t get paid for that |
| Wait, rappers think grime MCs ain’t on smoke, but I ain’t no grime MC |
| 'Cause away from the cameras, Man this my — |
| I don’t wave, I steal, bash gyal to a riddim that was made by (me, me) |
| I wonder why they talk 'bout us, from a next ends, tryna watch my crew |
| I’ve had enough of ghetto politics |
| Fuck a nigga, I ain’t tweeting 'bout Black Lives Matter |
| I’m stuck up in the trenches, my definition of revenge is |
| (Trust me) Rap guys ragga, 'nough little pricks did think they’re badder |
| You’ve never been on your own, 10 man with shanks tryna stab up your chest and |
| bladder |
| Hospital bed, eyes closed, skin cold 'cause you’re dead (that's mad) |
| Never got a call for a movie and had to jump straight out of bed, |
| you ain’t heard what I said |
| I swear, been a fuckery |
| My little cousin went touring in country |
| I left coke in Kent with a junkie |
| He ran away and all, nah he ain’t bucked me |
| I saw my rasclaart mumsies, and I ain’t tryna glamourise shit |
| I’m tryna creep with a samurai hidden in my boot, shit I didn’t even tell you |
| bout when I spit |
| I know a lot of niggas think that I’m soft |
| Got 'em all fooled, they can stay like that |
| Ah shit, it was nuts when I pulled out the shit outside Logan’s show |
| Cause he thought I just came to spray like that |
| Didn’t realise I came to spray my — |
| You can hold one in your face my — |
| Anywhere, any place my dan |
| I’ve had enough of G-checking niggas in visions |
| I’ve had enough of chiefing niggas up in hotel |
| I’ve had enough of these pricks, stupid girls |
| Looks like I’m-a just gonna stay in my world |
| Come to my crib, undress, twirl |
| Wanna buy diamonds, then pearls |
| Was a young yute with S curls |
| Now I pull up in a whip and make heads turn |