So I hate when I talk to my boy pen and he acts like cuz you forgotten me! I aint got time to sh*t let come check you blud You Im her property Right now Im in Europe fu*king up more the economy So when you land you know I got you
I bring my people it, everything I do You me I pop wid you You a snitchin little bitch and you to the blues Well this wasnt made for you
Im Im For you Im Im For you
Yo, f*ck so make a b*tch wanna find me Wanna rolex Wiley I was a bum, no-one really liked me Now its time someone went a got a new job for Im playing Im just saying Ill sh*t so Im constipated 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 no tea towel Kelly ive got that motivation I beg, someone find Max online and let her know I smash her from the back Sarah Jane give me brain and put them big red lips on my sack! Ill be killin Ill be getting bred doe, number 1s all day on the chart show So F*CK YOU and your 90 track Thats a bars of arsehole My flows are wrecked and it opens Its fly than a jumbo jet What a b*stard, no respect You know dapz, no I still through my hood and I wear my chain F*ck a top boy Scorcher and Bashy do the same recognised, reaaaalll How many albums have you sold I aint saying nuttin way not But Im life on the runway If your nice, Ill be like Welcome on my brudda, say bye to gun play King of the jungle, hardest can be, I dare you to let your chick with me Im Tarzan and im hung a tree Imagine if your new pops out looking exactly like moi Banter, but on the get her on pampers because Ill be on the tour bus getting pampered I heard Simon Cowell thinks Im a w*nker An im getting on his tits cancer And I wanna start mentioning names Where they all now? bankrupt! Joe McElderry, oh what a up! Alexandra, pull your up! Where you hits at? You no winner! I bad cause your voice 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 with your hand out, wanting a hand out, ahhhh thats too political I dont care a bentley, gucci or a fendi, mans living in a spaceship! You got clapped by a, BANG! Your got mad by a BANG! That smooth criminal Im a product of my I aint sayin me and you are any different Im planning an early retirement I dont mean sorry when I say Im Kingston mans welcome to fly long distance We be on the with Weed Man Winston! Plus Im the craziest out the United Kingdom
I bring my people it, everything I do You me I pop wid you You a snitchin little bitch and you singin to the Well this wasnt made for you
Im Im For you Im Im For you
I aint even going in, Im just f*cking They just You me Id rather be singing my anyway Big up Keyz POOOMBLAYYYYYYY!!