Poppy - Intellectual

[Intro]

[Verse 1: SAMOSAMO]

When everybody making noise, you sit and you listen

When everybody overdoing it, minimalism

That’s how to stand the test of time

Never get too comfortable 'cause that’s how men decline

This never left my mind

No magic round a muggle, for the power struggle

I dip my toe in waters, still living out the bubble

But I know how to hustle, I just took the long way home

My cousins all Rob Snow, real life Game of Thrones

Don’t question the tier he in

My talk game Tyrion

My steal game Valyrian

My words Shakespearean

Our codes and ethics steer me in

Directions you can’t comprehend

You’ll never understand it fam

Prisoner of Azkaban, you will know I’m Serious

Cognac in my Cup that’s word to Yaki gang

No, I ain’t no sweetboy, I’m the candy man

This world’s digital, I’m analog

In House of Fraser swaggered off

Make your bae watch when I hassle H.o.F

Yeah, might as well

Clientele

Yeah the truth hurts but the lies I tell

Always Florence Nightingale

Even she can’t nurse my wounds

My new ting will learn that soon

Always has her mood backwards

Want me to reverse the doom

But I think in auto tune

Flicking through Corinthians when I heard my boy from school just passed

If he died at 4:12, then a child was born at quarter past

Alpha Omega, I’ll see you later

Ride with the homies

Grind for the whole week

Try keep it lowkey

It’s Five Below

[Intro: St. Plates]

Sixteen...

Imagine G only wanted me to have sixteen on this...

Yeah...

[Verse 2: St. Plates]

Orchid filled with opium, I'm with Poppy November times

Eleven of them stranger things, sleight of hand, shift by mind

You heard it on Kaos, raw inside the cling again, Law Abiding Citizen

I serve the state relentless

30k my interest, 30k I invest

Bourbon-laced in testing times, deliver weight with Jesus

The internal bleeding, shots kill all the feelings

The walls caving in, I whip and invert the ceiling

Flick the extractor, build a next chapter

Brick by brick till I brick-a-brack-a Bafta, yeah

Neo to the block, Neo on a block

I go Neo on a brick, just heard Leo's cousin locked, free up

Thinking 'bout mine, thinking 'bout time

Gotta let the bird ride if its a nine or a dime

Conspire in the mind, intentions to supply

Conventions don't apply when you're benching over five

Yeah, the codeine linked us

Care package a plus with the Phenergan Elixr

My akh came with a pitcher

Innumerable entendres, don't even ask me how

I really do not have the answers, but they marked all on my conscious

Like they tatted up tears, patterned up peers

I been Yaki'd up for years, you know that gang has got the gear

They fill me in on fears, only Shemmy shares mine

But it matters none my dear, we were patterned up by headlights

Try not to reach a space where I'm feeling complacent

Or the feeling adjacent, or I'm feeling like Jason

Fred Astaire, my tapestry is still woven in places

They would not go 'cause they're basic, I know they overly hating

Bernstein and Kleiber

Orchestrate this shit down to each and every fibre

What's a fiver to a lifer?

Your life is not like mine, look, don't say that shit to gloat

You should savour never waver

Look, all the do me a favours my nigga

Do me a favour nigga, do yourself a favour

You'd be doing yourself a (kisses teeth)

Mulsanne for the racers

"Mu-sarn" is the cri-nack pronunciation

But you don't know the difference, I had to make the wave fit

Still durag under durag nice

Virginia Black imported amongst food and rice

Champs grand Papi when we poppin', and we poppin' things

One sip and whoo

Karma-sutra hobby, Pharmaceuticals are on a string

I ponder pictures of my Mother's hands, my Mother's rings

They're weathered 'cept the wedding one

And whenever my Mother rings

Don't speak over couple things

Tried over Cappuccino's, I feel like I'm Al Pacino

Something something rhymes with...

Life never went as planned

Never meant for grands, stay content with bands

I just need things for the family though

Shem doing selfies up Selfie's

Celestial Reverie is up in Harrods now

I go 'cause I need to feel broke as fuck

So up I cut, all in the cut, up with the Arabs now

Punching 'bove my weight

New ting probably brought her Phantom out

Shit keeps me grounded, G flying through the mountains

'nother link up on the charm, my Cuban's are not cigars

They're just gang affiliated

I'm a family member, the love is reciprocated

My wealth is spread is over tables, everybody eats

Your bro stealing all your paper

If you don't fuck with me then you're probably just pagan and that's blatant but

You niggas knew that already

My mood is new tags and belly's

Back up in Ace with the tagliatelle

You niggas knew that already

My mood is new tags and bellies

Back up in Ace with the tagliatelle

G with me, I'm moving heavy

Heavy style, heavy weight

Pray that Fizz get to the pay

Without making it to the Paper

Make it to the paper

Plates, make it to the paper

Make it to the paper

Heavy style, heavy weight

Back up in Ace with the tagliatelle

Back with the tagliatelle

G with me, I'm moving heavy

Pitchfork with Aqua man

Switch four gram, four grand

Sniff or Cancun Sam

Big two hand, two hand

Yeah, you'll never understand

I said, you'll never understand

You'll never understand me, no

They getting high off their own supply

Yeah, me I'm never on the gram b

What the fuck I do it for?

What the fuck can you afford?

Poppin' off poppy, uh, yeah poppin' off poppy

Uh, yeah, poppin' off poppy, lil, lil, poppy, I remember

I remember, I remember, I remember

Even when I'm in the clear, I remembrance

Remembrance, the renaissance

I'm 1 of 1 yeah 11 things, yeah

I'm 1 of 1 with 11 things, hmph

Yeah