[Chorus: Wiley] [x2]

You might hear us on the radio, here and there

Need a new passport, wear and tear

When I see the fans, they glare and stare

So we gotta show love, fair and square

Them man are talkers, we ain't gotta care

Style's too sick, that's why you see us here

With the E3 flag up high in the air

Kill it all year, fair and square

[Verse 1: Cadell]

Been in the music and the road as a kid

My mum said I can't do both, but I did

Wanted a load so I showed them a bit

Saw me before, so I showed them a vid

Man want money, so I showed them a quid

Put man on the path, showed man how to flip

Truth is, I ain't really known in the bits

But you hear my tune and you know who it is

Mr Official, you know the govs

Talk to enemies? Then you can't roll with us

My name stays banging, I ain't gotta hold a buzz

I terrorize the states on a lonely, cuz

I'm still waiting for a threat to the throne

Lit up a head just to hold me up

And don't let me hear that there's food in the bag

I'll take out a Z like you owe me one

[Chorus: Wiley] [x2]

You might hear us on the radio, here and there

Need a new passport, wear and tear

When I see the fans, they glare and stare

So we gotta show love, fair and square

Them man are talkers, we ain't gotta care

Style's too sick, that's why you see us here

With the E3 flag up high in the air

Kill it all year, fair and square

[Verse 2: Cadell]

And me, I still ride with it, I ride with it, ride with it

Wanna blow but I still ride with it

There's no point hiding it, and me

I ain't got a point to prove, don, I still liven it

I coulda' got nine with it, and I know a lot about the law

But I don't abide with it, they could never prepare for my living

I don't care what the doctor found in him

Biz told me to think of my future

So now I'm in OT with the wife chilling

And if Sus don't feel him, Grimez don't feel him

No chance of signing him

Grime went dead so I swung by Villain

Hollered at Aks, it was already there, didn't bring it back

I'll say it fair and square

Man flex so much but don't go nowhere

[Chorus: Wiley] [x2]

You might hear us on the radio, here and there

Need a new passport, wear and tear

When I see the fans, they glare and stare

So we gotta show love, fair and square

Them man are talkers, we ain't gotta care

Style's too sick, that's why you see us here

With the E3 flag up high in the air

Kill it all year, fair and square

[Verse 3: Wiley]

I travel light, no baggage, I'm sick of it

Spit bars, make beats for the kick of it

And I get a vibe from the lemon haze

When the lemon's blazing, the brain starts triggering

Words start flying and the birth of the first line

Leads to the second line

Third line's gotta be a better line

Faith in the place when I'm setting mine

Them spitters better get in line

Man are really out here, no doubt here, I'm about here

Know everybody and anybody with clout here

Niggas in the north and the south here

Niggas in the east and the west, we know what it's about here

What? The rat race, dog and the cat chase

This place, that place, humans, this race, that race

Don't watch this face, that face

We run rings round spitters in the trap race