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Everyday, bro, we've gotta stay
Gotta stay fighting, gotta stay
Gotta stay dreaming, gotta stay
Gotta scheming

I broke down a few more
Got me a few accolades
to look forward to the weekend
Now every day's Saturday
by stars
Come chill with the
Then she me what my real name was
And the conversation
Sometimes I've scratch my head
big man ting on a level
Only my mum and dad me Junior
makes you so special?
No Rolex
No kettle
But still I when it's time to jump in the car
Put the foot to the like

Yeah, I don't about VIP
I've got very important to be
While I'm asleep, I'm a beat
Girls in the getting naked for me
I'm tryna say is basically
Never get a man mistaken for me
on the curb if a man diss me
My niggas got the in T
Santa used to miss my house
So I decorated my own tree
Ring man's phone if he think's it's
What do you mean, "who is this, blud?" me
My niggas been on
Don't get it twisted I don't beef online
My niggas violent, my loopy
Something you ain't seen on

I don't want a like, I want a follow
me today, link me tomorrow
I've got goons can't leave the country
Above the law, under
I know pain, I sorrow
I know empty, I know
I just flew my Gs out to
And I them "thank me tomorrow"
Cuh man have in the kitchen
with the whipping
And you see, the road ting and the music mixing
thought man was playing baseball
Way man are outside
Never a punk, never been a victim
Wanna hate on me? hate on Storm?
that, let the kings in

I start MCs
Go radio, I start MCs
I was in the trenches, everyday
You couldn't say a man bringing MCs
I will pick up the phone, start MCs
Bars my touch, bringing MCs
They know got Skeppy on my team
We were on road, it, skilling MCs
Producers, plus we are MCs
Bare we have given MCs
I was there back in the day when it was
And them man they wanna get rid of MCs
But them man get rid of MCs
'Cause since then, we've bigger MCs
MC debts
Skibadee, Baseman and MC

Yeah, us man are powers
Them man are Benson
My bredrin said his birthday
him onstage with Drake and Section
Hate my niggas every day, it's another great invention
Wanna talk about loot? Then I bring the out
Talk about shootout? Better be a like a western
'Cause I don't no man
Think you're a killer but name ain't Cam
Oi, pussyhole, look in my span
you might get shot on the road like 28 gram
And you who I am
Shower man down like Sam
Drive to ends on a two-year ban
With Solo in the van
Nah, you diss my mum
start fly out and man get bun
Fling on my black and dun
Dry between my index finger and thumb
I hate man a nun
That's why I buy a haunted gun
Can't get killed I get to see my son
tings can't run
They got me thirsty for blood
They got me crud again
They

Yo, fam
Yo,
to me, man
Where are you, though? Who are you
I'm on my Js,
Sound, man. This has got me, blud, I'm not gonna lie, fam.
I'm not gonna front, fam. Mad from every angle, fam

It's come like I'm too to be with the mandem on the road but,
I'm, like, I can't be up there with them people either, you know what I'm
I'm too black to be up there, you see what I'm saying,
I know, I feel like, I feel like I'm in limbo, Chippy.
I like I'm in limbo, fam
I've been, I've waiting to speak to you, fam.
going way too mad, fam.
Like what the fuck did you like you don't know why I mentioned your name, fam?
Like London, fam. You got the call from God to do something deeper, bro.
Like, you got the call to go and make look at everything else that is happening over here, fam.
You get me? a deeper calling, bro.
them callings there,
It's not phone that gets that that ring ring there, you see what I'm saying, fam?
super powers fam, super charged, bro
I that, fam
Like just being you alone, fam, niggas to watch.
You're doing what you're supposed to do, bro. Cuh we ain't seen nuttin' like this before.
Who's seen the country flip on its head like this, fam? youts don't know what's going on, fam.
They ain't got a clue, fam. Independent to the T, fam.
Love, brudda, man.
I needed powers. Power up fam, I don't even like hearing you sound like this, blud.
I them. The mission's deeper right now. Love, brudda. Mad.
Alright, fam, I'm shout you, man. What you saying though, everything good?
Blud, love you bro, man, just do what you gotta do. Man's what I gotta do, fam.
You know, bro. Powers. Powers