[INTRO]
Listen
Don't compare me to anyone i am not him
Put me in the dungen man get spun like the washing
Know what it's like when i bring the boss in
No i ain't fucking around, come from under the ground
I got pennies but i'm out for the box and the pounds
Stay high like i fuck with the clouds
What you Know about rolling around in a town
Where your enemies want you
I ain't all there in my head
All of my enemies know what i'm on to
I'm tryna see what the cheques and the funds do
Rhyme for rhyme season fight for my freedom
Mind for mind we're not even and we don't idolise demons
But the beasts rising
Who's hiding, i'll find him
And if i hit him with the shells
I'll be telling my brother to seaside him
Ye i be telling my brothers to keep riding
See me when i'm reaching the top and i keep climbing
Wait i ain't on making a friend
Nah i don't wanna make no friends
Every time i let one pussyio off
[A brand new Pussy starts snaking again]
But they wanna try snake me again
Just know i was told just watch out for the snakes in your ends
Heard my 16 bar and a tune
And they wanna try talk bout making amends
But i don't wanna be your bredrin
Old friends pissed of cuh we left them
It's like man wanna be we
Even wanna sex same girls that i'm sexing
Bruv i F my ex girl and her best friend
And a friend of a friend of a next friend
I'm scummy like that but my life don't revolve around girls
I ain't bummy like that
If donnys try run in my flat
[run in your flat?]
Don't know what do they think
Had two straps one under the mattress
And the other one under the sink
When it got too bait sold one
Then i let my other link hold one
And when the rarlies dem asked about straps
I was like nah i don't even own one
Nah i ain't got a clue about no one
But some man snitch on their friends how
You used to chill out in your friends house
When you was in pen
Nobody wrote you a letter
Your boy was your pen pal
Now you wanna sing like mariah
Im on the same vibe as naira
Cuh you don't bang guns you're a liar
Olders rolling with youngers
I don't care if you're roll in numbers
Me i ain't phoning numbers
Rudeboy i put holes in jumpers
Back in the day my knife game was A*
I don't know you stunters
Man are like old school.....