[Verse 1]

(Huh)

I done a show in Bristol last week

By the end of the Bristol show, I weren't saying "lahst week"

I was saying "last week"

I spat on some decent beats

Like they can't believe there's this much steez

Creating the buzz

I am the bees knees, indeed

How do I flow so quick in the game?

Fam, I show speed

Different breed

Not cuz of me

But that's holy ghost in me

So the bars I'm sayin' are super

Bare super sayains it's comin' like Budokai three

Tell the enemy he couldn't try me

Well he can, but he won't succeed

I'm in Old Street now

Work with the YG's

Tell them that you can be what you wanna, be

Some of them can't see my bars

But they feel my lines like braile

I'm wavy and I just set sail

Gonna have the coldest reign like hail

Look to the sky

Askin' questions

Mel said "the L's aren't losses, they're lessons"

I'm an artist I got one job

And these freestyles, they act as a reference, lively

It's a whole different level of steeze

Broski told me "yo, is it difficult to spray on these beats with ease?"

Nah, don't ever think I'm gassed

Right now I ain't even touched full heat

Comin' like Gas Mark three

Used to write bars near Seven Sisters

I got this flow down to a T

My brother I'm calm

I'm in Ruislip Manor

Anytime fitness gym man's really raisin' the bar

Spray the bars, elegant and suave

Coconut water

Hit the spot cuz a man was parched

Thirsty then I get worksy

What am I doing?

Taking charge

I'm tryna be the king of the jungle, rahh

Realized that I ain't perfect

But even simba had couple scars

Lord please order my path

I can even pray mid-bar

Dishing out truth like a pastor

In this life wanna ace my test

But they just don't have the answer

Who's that on the phone, it's Samson

I said they're not sleepin' on you but

You got dreams and you gotta grab them

Don't wanna be a big fish in a small pond

It's not of a whale of a time with plankton

Gotta make bangers, gotta make anthems

I said

Gotta make bangers, gotta make tunes

Business partner is my fiance

So I hit majins with the buu

As I said on Rubicon Lychee, "and the wifey is creative, too"

Holy spirit in me

The game's rigged

I can't lose

There's bare chemistry in this room

No look passes, bare one-twos

If you're sleepin' it's me, that's a long-shot

That's Frank Lampard with the blues

That's Stevie G with the screamer

With them Adidas predator boots (huh)

I was shellin' on pirate back then like I was lookin' for loot

Lllively!

Yes