[Chorus]
I just came back from a long ass flight and I'm feeling tired
My guy want bread for the driver, got that wired
Bro said that he feels inspired
I look up on the net for the news, see a coach got fired
Quincy had that promise, he trapped but the crack expired
I look down to my wrist and it's still retired
I'm still stuck in a phase, tequila tastes like water
At the start it was hundred bags
Been about 6 days now I'm 50 shorter
And I, and I might have a daughter
Cause the girls that I seen out there all washed man
They buff but they got no aura
Tryna fix our race, [?], yeah
I been living that life, no cap
If you get too bravŠµ, you gon end like Trev
My bro don't carŠµ if he's dead or alive
The label's saying I can link with Spice
If I'm keeping it real I'm ahead of the rest or ahead of my time
[Verse 1]
I'm a bit optimistic
I been in the game not long and they saying that I'm global, I don't really feel it
Banksy moves I can come to the meet
If I come then it must be exclusive
I'm needing a lot on the deal, no bow ting
Yeah it might get cupid, yeah
Yeah I can't move stupid
I learnt from the best and I'm coming up next, yeah
She want flights on a private jet, if she fly first class then she ain't impressed
I fly uptown but I'm still depressed
I'm not in my bag yet, I feel like Cench
I'm awake, you're snoring
I work too hard til' I get respect
[Chorus]
I just came back from a long ass flight and I'm feeling tired
My guy want bread for the driver, got that wired
Bro said that he feels inspired
I look up on the net for the news, see a coach got fired
Quincy had that promise, he trapped but the crack expired
I look down to my wrist and it's still retired
I'm still stuck in a phase, tequila tastes like water
At the start it was hundred bags
Been about 6 days now I'm 50 shorter
And I, and I might have a daughter
Cause the girls that I seen out there all washed man
They buff but they got no aura
Tryna fix our race, [?], yeah
I been living that life, no cap
If you get too brave, you gon end like Trev
My bro don't care if he's dead or alive
The label's saying I can link with Spice
If I'm keeping it real I'm ahead of the rest or ahead of my time
I just came back from a long ass flight and I'm feeling tired
My guy want bread for the driver, got that wired
Bro said that he feels inspired
I look up on the net for the news, see a coach got fired
Quincy had that promise, he trapped but the crack expired
I look down to my wrist and it's still retired
[Verse 2]
The labels didn't believe me
I really write songs real quick if the beat hits good then I'm moving freely
They try ask about man's age, that's cheeky
I'm just a normal kid from London
I write all my words from my heart
Try show my life like I did in the tune at the start
The cars that I drive that's fast and fury
And if you step to my right, left hook, one slide, yeah I bang like Fury
This time last year I was plotting, man, nobody knew me
Now they watch from afar and eat that popcorn snap, man I must be Gucci
Or maybe unruly
A few wanna get that feat. but I'm moving choosy
Which one Jess or Julie
When I'm off that set yeah I'm known like
Well I'm bad and boujee
Most of the training gear come Gucci