| I’m who I wanna be
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| Ain’t gonna change cause I wanna make P
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| If I did, then I wouldn’t flip them OZs
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| I’m a trapstar slash badboy and MC
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| If you won’t hear, then you will see
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| And you will feel when I smash in your teeth
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| Straight up murder, I’ll mash up the beat
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| I ain’t made it, I’m still in the streets
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| I ain’t made it
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| If you wanna fight me, then you know where I be
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| Still in the ends, getting it in
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| But I ain’t rich, the roads are peak
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| Every time I mek a likkle P, feds wanna stop me
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| These boydem are giving me grief
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| You can be the biggest badman in the grime scene
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| But in Lewisham, you’re still a chief
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| Me and them don’t agree
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| Like head with too much teeth
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| We’ll be in beef
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| If you try break a branch or fuck with a leaf
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| Done told them already, it’s Family Tree
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| But for short, we say FT
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| TKO, MIK, Ego
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| Shifman, — and me
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| I’m who I wanna be
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| Ain’t gonna change cause I wanna make P
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| If I did, then I wouldn’t flip them OZs
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| I’m a trapstar slash badboy and MC
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| If you won’t hear, then you will see
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| And you will feel when I smash in your teeth
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| Straight up murder, I’ll mash up the beat
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| I ain’t made it, I’m still in the streets
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| FT but it don’t mean feature
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| Move in the night like a creature
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| You can get cut like a pizza
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| Show a young buck thumbs down like Caesar
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| He’ll be happy to meet ya
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| Got a big blade, with that he’ll greet ya
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| You’ll be losing blood by the litre
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| It’s kinda mad when I look in these eyes
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| Cuh I see a bit of me but I’m way much deeper
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| When you’re getting clart bun like shisha
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| Got left in a human freezer
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| Couldn’t give a fuck if you’re black or a geezer
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| My ting ain’t racist so everybody get it
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| Your girl is lose cuh everybody wet it
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| That’s why she moan
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| Everybody on FT has beat her
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| I’m who I wanna be
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| Ain’t gonna change cause I wanna make P
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| If I did, then I wouldn’t flip them OZs
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| I’m a trapstar slash badboy and MC
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| If you won’t hear, then you will see
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| And you will feel when I smash in your teeth
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| Straight up murder, I’ll mash up the beat
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| I ain’t made it, I’m still in the streets
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| You can’t take me for a fool
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| I’ll buss man’s head off the wall
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| Me and him ain’t family
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| But if I see him, I might say cool
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| Cause I know that he don’t want beef
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| With me or my tool
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| Quick tan mek a big boy look small
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| He got punched and everybody said ooh
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| I ain’t no MC
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| It’s just something I do
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| Done told them already and I’m gonna tell you
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| If it ain’t us then it’s probably waste
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| Probably shit, probably poo
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| Your MC name should be doo doo
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| If you don’t like me, then fuck you
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| I couldn’t give a damn, sue me
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| I’m who I wanna be
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| Ain’t gonna change cause I wanna make P
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| If I did, then I wouldn’t flip them OZs
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| I’m a trapstar slash badboy and MC
|
| If you won’t hear, then you will see
|
| And you will feel when I smash in your teeth
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| Straight up murder, I’ll mash up the beat
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| I ain’t made it, I’m still in the streets |