Part 1

[Verse]

Muni

I feel some way with finer things

She wants a whole lot of finer things

It's no polo when she cap a lot

I put in effort just to find her things

Yo, bro, all this talk you have

All now, there's no sign of things

I can't fuck with this ho no more

Cah these ho tells when I'm premier in

I play for keeps, bravo, bravo

Bro gotta keep this car low

Quiet follow, when it shifts this car goes

No Royce, like Marco

Farlow's beat, Hargo, Hargo

Don't set bar lows

And all these rappers scan man

They wanna know how SD's barcode would jump in we ain't interfere

Quick tumping if they interfere

Get dumping grounds, can't leave trace here

Don't care, kids, me and my pids

Tangled hair, curl it even or it might get longer cut round here

I'm in A-star Hazard they're all Eastden

If we're talkin' papers then your foundation's teared

It's snakes I'm handlin' lifestyle's danglin'

I'm still tryna bore take it to the max

That's all your pepsis I'm managin'

One's panickin', quite staggering

They can't slide on my whole fam, mannequin

It was happenin'

Lil' bad one came for the pipe and a little more stranglin'

Ay move that

Fam where's my crown?

We all came from down below, I used to make sounds while graftin'

I can tell you about this road the life I chose

I might have known, got wings just to say I've flown

Muni, you can say it's real

Well-known rapper, you can say I'm known

I'm on top of my flow, they know it

It ain't boats, that's how I'm rollin'

It's man you see in the field

Don't ignore my calls if it's me you're owing

Easy goin', wash your words worth if I line you straight and it's not from Polish

You should see how I feel foldin' these bands

In Man City I'm broken

I want more stacks so I'll let it ring

I ain't get paid and that's ever since [?] dropped

She loves man though, she'll come right back if I bell her in

Not sure about her, there is no type

There may be a dark or a melanin

These are little things that will beat, don't let yourself get spot if I let this sing

Bow

Part 2

[Verse]

Muni

I need me a bag so I [?] the G

Cups out bakin' like Libertine

As it seems, that from 18 we grafted on repeat

And, you'll get greased, vaseline

And if I like bro run the checks where I've been

They all love if I land cah they know the kid cons at shows, you can't con our g's

Look it's me they view

I didn't stop, I needed views

Baby, your man is a bum so move he, I'll pop corn so it's me she views

There was a whole lot of vibe back then

In the safe, bro, of course we moved

Bro don't claim that's ice cream

Scoop you naked I need to expose this nude

Done hit me a lick for the night

Guys by my sides in rides, astaghfirullah

I put my life on the line, repent this crime this time

Mashallah the gem and I will bat for my darrg you can tell by the sign

Cop me a star, let's say I'm Ross

I stayed ballin' but I used to air Rick no Cantona

Check the wrist, avalanche

I'm with mills, massacre

She's bussed it in the field for S

No need to defend her like Carragher

Still, I'm tryna get food to me sister

So I fuck with this grub from Pakistan

I'm good with numbers

But let's put an X on the algebra

And I would never land, but you don't understand

They'd probably get it if I speak in Dutch

And I ball so they need to pluck me before I'm not easily touched

They're creepin' up so I keep in touch

Or I'm backing my fists when I see 'em punks

She wants to have her hands out for this double decker I can tell she's in need of buss

And then I would've been bakin' off it's true that nuttin' the same

Bros move weight, you ain't got to go gym just to watch these gains

No it's not beef for my darrgs but down that you know that pays

Back then it was licks in the moped

You would've known if you saw man's face

Who am I to blame?

Plannin' to hit that dough was not barbecue

But it's back at base

They take you out, confiscate your queen, until you play your cards right David Blaine

I don't care I'd let it sing

Couldn't give a toss what Simon says