[Verse 1: Blacks]

I ride back like I'm after the father

Nothing to debate of who went harder

I've got them four reloads in a row

They're like "Blacks, you're too out of order"

They're watching me and I know they're pissed

They're like "how come he's doing this?"

Look, see, right now

Dem man are taking the piss

All I did was study the game

And come back a little bit harder

Now they wanna hate me for it

And now they wanna block me for it

Won't watch nuttin', I'll sleep right through it

Come and see me on stage

And see how I do it

Getting this money, you'd have thought I was Jewish

[Hook: Blacks]

All I did was study the game

And come back a little bit harder

Some try do it like me

But that's a disaster

All I did was study the game

And come back a little bit harder

Some try do it like me

But that's a disaster

[Verse 2: P Money]

Oi, this game's been studied

Man know what I'm like when I study

Yeah, man wanna buck me on the field

No, most of them man are getting studded

Four man in the whip, no honeys

This kind of buzz don't come with no honey

Moving saucy with the samurai

I will quick-quick-chop-chop, man are getting curried

Becuh they're not dons

They ain't in the mafia, they're not dons

I've got a few Asian man that's great

None of them MC and they ain't Mr Wong

Quick-quick-chop-chop, headtop gone

Got a few bangers and they're not songs

Daniel, my fans, they ain't locked in

Dem man are riders, they're locked on

[Hook: Blacks]

All I did was study the game

And come back a little bit harder

Some try do it like me

But that's a disaster

All I did was study the game

And come back a little bit harder

Some try do it like me

But that's a disaster

[Hook: Blacks]

All I did was study the game

And come back a little bit harder

Some try do it like me

But that's a disaster

All I did was study the game

And come back a little bit harder

Some try do it like me

But that's a disaster

[Verse 3: Kozzie]

Phone's a bit low, where's my charger?

Dem man are pagans, straight informer

Studied the game, came back with a blast

You deal with Zs, I crop with the farmer

Bulletproof vest, eff that, no armour

Outside your crib, all cool in drama

Black is my ting, man's friends with karma

Go down a road, drop a box to my father

Uh, you man don't know me

Man was raised by the killers and the OGs

On top of that, my nigga, I'm an OG

You can't phone me cause you're a phony

Yeah, so eff what they say

We make Ps, we all get paid

We do shows, we all work stage

I told you before, it's no minimum wage

[Hook: Blacks]

All I did was study the game

And come back a little bit harder

Some try do it like me

But that's a disaster

All I did was study the game

And come back a little bit harder

Some try do it like me

But that's a disaster

[Verse 4: Jammz]

Yo, Kozzie, I preed the game, fuck what you thought

Fuck what you heard, dead all the talk

Do I think MCs hate me? Of course

Why? Cause I jumped in the game with thoughts

If I hear anybody talking sideways

Then I will put an MC on pause

I'll come to your studio, pull out the AUX

Send for the bodybag, pull out the chalk

And tell the coroner to come collect your corpse

Every other day, a next my man's born

Last year, man was giving MCs life

This year, man's gonna pull out the corn

You can ask Spooky, you can ask Tiats

And if you still don't believe me, ask Courts

For the past two years, I've been on form

When I touch radio, everyting's more

[Hook: Blacks]

All I did was study the game

And come back a little bit harder

Some try do it like me

But that's a disaster

All I did was study the game

And come back a little bit harder

Some try do it like me

But that's a disaster