[Chorus]

Trying to get all this P's

Trying to get all this prof, the guap, the crop, I want the seeds

Trying to see flavours bro

You got something for me

I'm trying to live like some king

Some lavish king

Some fucking G

I wanna see all this papes, look

Trying to get all this steeze

Like I'm trying to get all this prof, the guap, the crop, I want the seeds

I'm trying to see flavours bro

You got something for me

I'm trying to live like some king

Some lavish king

Some fucking G

Trying to get all this papes

Paper for me and my team

But life's not all about money

I put a few things higher than green

I got family, friends, bros

I got foes and I make them scream

I hear their echo, echo

As they go down the stream

Trying to get all this money

The guap, the pot, the P

Fam never had a pot to piss in

Now you can't piss in a pot like me

I'm trying to see all that bark (woof)

All that tree

Man call this clart

That likkle narc, can't roll with G's

I got mack loud packs on deck

[Verse 1]

You can't chat like that's not lean

I got Team 10 telling me tings

Purple turtle selling me green

Aye bare wasteman wan chat

Chat bout me and my scene

My G check them for respect

Like aye what you mean, what you mean?

Come through in all black

Like storm now this black storm be parting seas

Check the T's and C's on these

That's P's on P's for a G like me

Wait, why they informing narcs?

Fucking cheaps

T's and P's on these

We P's on these

We know they're sheeps

My keys please, chuck

These deeds beats, top

Seeds

Regular class know nothing about Gs

Ichi ni san shi

Japanese man can't flow like me

I got trees, eats, gene as tees

Know about, all about holding dem streets

Like

Meet me

At

New back

Me when I'm blowing up beats

Like come against me are you mad?

Coming against me are you puffin on Cheech or Chong or what went wrong?

Can't ever try step to a donny like Wizzy like me

D P on these beats

Ain't nothing like sucking on brothers like me

I just repeat, repeat

Make a little something off the something I speak

You wan chat to man

But can't at the gang

So backtrack to man

When they pre me

They all wanna chat to man

I'll get back to man

I only chat to the BBC

That’s big black chunky women

They wan ask me something

For something to have us

Something under my feet

Quick time, like a bounce

Something you never answered nothing

You know not about

When the few of us meet

Tiptronics, see I'm really on it

Still see the way the man back the 'matic out the drive

Back-a-day wild the mandem had to ride

Coming like how'd managed to survive

Ballotelli stylie living my life

Whip and mini stroller dipping the rye

Sayonara such a beautiful night

Sayonara such a beautiful life

I grown up

Made my own luck

When they showed up

I was prepared

I just rolled up

All my own stuff

In my d-squared

Looking mean there

I got elders, looking old man

So I prepare, I assume be there

Need old money for my grand kiddies

Ca' that new money's getting spent 'ere

Roll round with that baseball bat

If a man wanna show me sutting I'll make 'im run home

And that's a home run

Make him run home and just phone mum

She at work, so she don't come

Cuz she has to feed her broke son

If he work hard, she could work less

But you're a pussyhole, you're just a no one

[Chorus]

Trying to get all this P's

Trying to get all this prof, the guap, the crop, I want the seeds

Trying to see flavours bro

You got something for me

I'm trying to live like some king

Some lavish king

Some fucking G

I wanna see all this papes, look

Trying to get all this steeze

Like I'm trying to get all this prof, the guap, the crop, I want the seeds

I'm trying to see flavours bro

You got something for me

I'm trying to live like some king

Some lavish king

Some fucking G

Trying to get all this papes

Paper for me and my team

But life's not all about money

I put a few things higher than green

I got family, friends, bros

I got foes and I make them scream

I hear their echo, echo

As they go down the stream

Trying to get all this money

The guap, the pot, the P

Fam never had a pot to piss in

Now you can't piss in a pot like me

I'm trying to see all that bark (woof)

All that tree

Man call this clart

That lickle nark, can't roll with G's

I got mad clown packs on debt