[Intro: Jammz]

Yeah, yeah

FIlthy Gears

Filthy Features, trust me

And this one is super exclusive

I bet you're thinking "why's he spitting on his own tune? On Filthy Gears' EP?"

Oi, fuck it, listen to this, yeah?

Oi, hail up Filthy

(Filthy Gears)

[Hook: Jammz]

What'd you know about sitting in the ends, ends?

Ends, chilling with no dough, dough

Watching the money coming in slow, slow

Don's telling me "go back", but I won't go

What'd you know about sitting in the ends, ends?

Ends, chilling with no dough, dough

Watching the money coming in slow, slow

Don's telling me "go back", but I won't go

What'd you know about sitting in the ends, ends?

Ends, chilling with no dough, dough

Watching the money coming in slow, slow

Don's telling me "go back", but I won't go

What'd you know about sitting in the ends, ends?

Ends, chilling with no dough, dough

Watching the money coming in slow, slow

Don's telling me "go back", but I won't

[Verse: Jammz]

What'd you know about sitting in the ends with no dough

Pissed cuh money's coming in so slow?

Thinking "should I go back to my old job?"

But the pride in me is telling me don't go

I'm already in too deep, I've gotta go slow

I ain't tryna keep still for a year

I just wanna raise the bar like it's a pole vault

So I get a shot at the top like it's a goal post

I couldn't ever go back there, it's a no-go

I'd much rather struggle on my ones

I'm a wizard with the dough, go so potter for the paper

I've never been a muggle for the funds

Brain in my head works, never been a dunce

[?] works like a V6 so

Prep to show donnies that I've never been a cunt

Can't visualise the picture? Get a photo

I'm just tryna make money so when I grow old

Don, I ain't gotta worry 'bout nuttin'

'Cept for the two two bones in my mutton

Cyan't ever tell me I don't know struggle

When the fact of the matter is I came from nuttin'

Man wanna sing some gassed up tune by Drake

But they're lying, they ain't left the bottom

Man are still slaves, they ain't left the button

It's real in the field, dons got a slave mentality

But they wanna act like bosses

Tell a man shut your mout, cut your losses

Better off spending time going back to your yard

To play a game of noughts and crosses

Ain't big just cause your Instagram's popping

Big man, stop it

Still preaching about funds

But both ways, they can't see profits

Cuh man haffi chill out a bit

Get a Riz out and sit down and bill out a spliff

Tek two draws, mek your head spin out a bit

Man's sick out, some man are saying "allow your shit"

Just chill, I don't wanna bring out the ting

And get shift, tell 'em haffi go and sit down a bit

To hear my don saying free him out the ting

Tell a man drop out the attitude ting

Take time, tell a man sit down a bit

Everybody know that he ain't big out the ting

Man ah flip out and rip out the shit out your wig

For the gas talk, man are getting kick out the bits

Make a man spin out and dip out the ring

Wait, let me borrow this flow from Mez

Cuh if you're saying you're a shooter but you don't shoot

Then I might haffi dig out your chick

So wait, chill out, relax, man are chatting like

Say they're gonna back out the strap

Saying clap out the back out of somebody's back

Tell a wasteman fall back with all of that

Don't wanna get hotted up and dash out the flats

Chatting like say you wouldn't run out the back

Tell man again, chill out, relax

But he's coming like say he didn't run out of gas

If it's gas then you soon run out of that

When I come through, man are getting flung out the gaff

When I bug out, it's long out, I'll rub out your gang

You don't wanna get liff, chuck out the van

Tell man again, chill out, relax

If I dig out your wife, you can't call her back

I already know that, you don't want all of that

Slap an MC like fuck all of that

You get me?

Oi, Darren, stop that, cuz