1 Red Shell - Intellectual

I can lift up the sound with one shell to your speakers

You don't want it when it's Boy Better Know speaker

Tell Solo feed man to the lions

I'm a street kid, straight up, far from a preacher

But I've gathered knowledge so I listened to my teachers

And if you are not on my radar, am I gonna peep ya?

Niggas know I got it but I mess around

Till I spit a winner on a proper grime feature

How about nobody's ready for my team

All that pussyhole money won't fulfill your dreams

I'm telling ya

You're so wack and now nobody's belling ya

All that ain't what it seems

I ain't on a riddim tryna crush dreams, no, it ain't that

Drive the game till it ain't got brake pads

Been in every whip from a Range to a Maybach

I hate cars now, I'm looking for a payback

Stay back, stay back cause I see an idiot trying it

So I gotta load the something and spray back

And my input in the game just like ADAT

Me and Footsie have been doing this from way back

Can't find me, I'm a needle in a haystack

Never had beef on your own, I don't rate that

I said you never had beef on your own, I don't rate that

You can take that how you take that

While you're roaming the street like a stray cat

When I said I feel strong like Rocky

No, blud, I never ever meant A$AP

I'm at the top, ain't nuttin' gonna change that

Perform art so it's straight that I chase that

Told you before, rudeboy

If there's a doubt in your mind, better erase that

Yo, I just split up a sound with one shell to your system

Can't stop the winner, I'm persistent

Even if I tried, couldn't do what I do with an assistant

Gotta be alone if I'm going on a mission

Consistency is why I'm here still

I run the park, I ain't part of the friction

Getting the pounds is my addiction

Everybody want a Mercs or a BM but no Citroën

I ain't gonna lie, I don't really want a Citroën

I know man who've got cars on deck

But they drive them into the floor and don't fix 'em

Some things in life, you can't mix 'em

Six months in Toronto, done "BMO Field"

Came back, then I 416'ed 'em

In the UK, I've seen so many restrictions

But I'm still on IG, looking at the vixens

Big breasts and big batts, real descriptions

I was there in the old days of grime

All the time, that's why I don't miss them

If you ask me, we've gotta leave them days in the distance

Cause in 20 years, I've travelled a distance

That's why I feel distant

That's why I can't be under restriction, I told them

Just in case you ain't ready for the hype

I've got the bars to make you feel edgy for the night

When you see my dons who are ready for the beef

They would make your whole crew turn begging for the night

Said I'm ready on the left, said I'm ready on the right

Said I'm ready on the deck, said I'm ready on the mic

You know what makes me smile?

When I go to a restaurant, I eat anything I like

I'm cosy, plus when I'm there it's not a joke ting

I ain't gonna be the one choking it open

Cause I'm gonna be the one who writes it or wrote it

Fly to Amsterdam, vibing and smoking

Man know we got the kush

And we don't blaze no bush

BBK in the place like Blam!

Look into my face and you know who I am

It's Tiger, I am not a minor

Blud, I am a heavyweight, I ain't in a cypher

Wish upon a lighter, man a drive car and manaman a biker

Draw for the buff gyal anywhere me sight her

Cuh me like her, cuh me like her

This one here could be a decider

Decide if you're gonna leave your other wife or

Decide if you're gonna live another life or