Everyday, bro, we've stay battling Gotta fighting, gotta stay striving Gotta stay dreaming, gotta believing stay scheming
I broke a few more barricades Got me a few more Used to forward to the weekend Now day's like Saturday Surrounded by Come chill the constellation Then she asked me what my real was And killed the I've gotta scratch my head Like big man ting on a Only my mum and dad call me What you so special? No timepiece No Hublot But still I know it's time to jump in the car Put the to the pedal like
Yeah, I care about VIP I've got important places to be I'm asleep, I'm making a beat Girls in the house naked for me What I'm tryna say is Never get a joke man for me Corn on the curb if a man me My got the biscuits in T Santa Claus to miss my house So I decorated my own Christmas Ring man's phone if he it's beef What do you mean, "who is this, blud?" me My niggas been on get it twisted 'cause I don't beef online My niggas violent, my niggas Something you ain't on Vine
I don't want a like, I want a follow Diss me today, link me I've got that can't leave the country Above the law, under I know pain, I sorrow I empty, I know hollow 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 ain't Would've man was playing baseball Way man are pitching been a punk, never been a victim Wanna on me? Wanna hate on Storm? that, let the kings in
I start MCs Go radio, I swinging MCs I was in the trenches, grinding You couldn't say a man weren't MCs I pick up the phone, start ringing MCs inna my touch, bringing MCs They know I've got on my team We were on road, it, skilling MCs Producers, plus we are MCs vibes we have given MCs I was there in the day when it was garage And them man they wanna get rid of MCs But them man get rid of MCs 'Cause since then, we've become MCs Some MC Skibadee, and Trigga MC
Yeah, us man are blazing Them man are Benson My bredrin it's his birthday Took him onstage with Drake and Hate my 'cause every day, it's another great invention Wanna talk about loot? Then I bring the out Talk about shootout? Better be a shootout a western 'Cause I don't no man Think you're a killer but your name Cam Oi, pussyhole, don't in my span 'Cause you might get shot on the road like 28 And you who I am Shower man down Fireman Sam Drive to your ends on a ban With Solo in the van Nah, you diss my mum Shots fly out and man get bun Fling on my garments and dun Dry skin between my index and thumb I hate man a nun That's why I buy a haunted gun get killed before I get to see my son Them tings 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 pressures every angle, fam It's come like I'm too ambitious to be with the 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 I'm saying, fam? I don't know, I like, I feel like I'm in limbo, Chippy. I like I'm in limbo, fam I've been, been waiting to speak to you, fam. You're way too mad, fam. Like what the fuck did you mean like you don't know why I your name, fam? Like North London, fam. You got the call God to do something deeper, bro. Like, you got the call to go and make everyone look at everything else that is over here, fam. You get me? That's a calling, bro. Like callings there, It's not everyone's phone that gets that ring ring there, you see what I'm saying, fam? Like powers fam, super charged, bro I that, fam Like being you alone, fam, niggas getting to watch. doing what you're supposed to do, bro. Cuh we ain't seen nuttin' like this happen before. Who's seen the country flip on its head like this, fam? These 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 that powers. Power up fam, I don't even like you sound like this, blud. I needed them. The deeper right now. Love, brudda. Mad. Alright, fam, I'm gonna shout you, man. What you saying though, everything Blud, love you bro, man, just do you gotta do. Man's doing what I gotta do, fam. You already know, bro. Powers.