So I hate when I talk to my boy from pen and he acts cuz you forgotten me! I aint got time to let alone come check you blud You know Im her now Im in Europe fu*king up sh*t more the economy So when you land you I got you properly
I my people through it, everything I do You me I pop wid you You a little bitch and you love to the blues Well this song wasnt for you
Im Im For you Im Im For you
Yo, so good make a b*tch wanna find me Wanna rolex Wiley When I was a bum, really liked me Now its someone went a got a new job for Tinie Im playing Im just saying Ill sh*t so hard Im Overworked, Now my poppin off, no gun relation all day but I aint roller blading All eyes on MOI, harder No love for the ex, on night no tea Tell Kelly ive got motivation I beg, someone find Max online and let her know I smash her from the back Sarah Jane come me brain and put them big red lips on my sack! Ill be cause Ill be getting bred Hard doe, 1s all day on the chart show So F*CK YOU and your 90 mixtape a million bars of arsehole My flows are and it opens legs Its fly than a jumbo jet What a selfish b*stard, no You dapz, no regrets I still through my hood and I wear my chain F*ck a top boy Scorcher and cant do the same Real recognised, How many albums have you sold I aint saying way not Kanye But Im living life on the If your nice, Ill be Welcome on board my brudda, say bye to gun play King of the jungle, hardest can be, I dare you to let chick party with me Im Tarzan and im hung a tree Imagine if your new born pops out exactly like moi Banter, but on the real get her on pampers because Ill be on the tour bus getting I heard Cowell thinks Im a little w*nker An im getting on his like cancer And I wanna start mentioning names Where they all now? bankrupt! Joe McElderry, oh a stand up! Alexandra, your socks up! Where you hits at? You no winner! I feel bad cause your is amazing but your careers getting raped by a mason sh*t f*cking upsets me, cause it dont get me, try bring them near me Coming round with your hand out, a hand out, ahhhh thats too political I dont about a bentley, gucci or a fendi, mans living in a spaceship! You got clapped by a, BANG! Your girl got mad by a BANG! That smooth Im a product of my environment I sayin me and you are any different Im just planning an retirement I dont sorry when I say Im going Kingston Every mans welcome to fly distance We be on the beach with Man Winston! Plus Im the craziest ting out the United
I bring my people through it, I do You me I pop wid you You a snitchin little and you love to the blues Well this song made for you
Im Im For you Im Im For you
I aint going in, Im just f*cking around just werent You me Id be singing my sh*t anyway Big up Keyz POOOMBLAYYYYYYY!!