So now you wanna know, but where was you when I was broke?Now I see love you've never shownSo what you think I'm baiting?I swear we made it outSo * them, they don't go as hard as meWho's been claiming that they're ill?* them, I'm a diseaseI put my money where my mouth isThey be lying through their teethAnd don't be mistakenI still lick down the pagansSo * them, they don't go as hard as meI don't raise the boss so highNo satire like I'm fine, mateThey can keep chasing their dreamsUntil I clap them out their sleevePiss, piss that they fadedBy name they've been crematedLiesYou've been gassing up them hoes with your bullshitCause you've been pissing on your balls with your small dickLook, I got my wheelie upAnd the camera's onBut nothing caught me wrong with thatIf that's what Harry's onTarzan's in the booth, babyJar Jar in my handI ain't shutting off my timeI'm just letting my * hangI'm like half the size of RickyBitch, I sound nothing like DrizzyIt's time I beat up the game likeChris Breezy did to RiriThat's just D.A. taking a P.P.Y.I'm doing me, GThem ringtone rappers ain't got no creditRun rings around them bricksOne leg a piece cakeSoft and sweet, I'll piss on themThey're all toilet seatsI * on them oily freaksDon't ever catch me on a sunbedCause no one cares aboutWhat the * was made in ChelseaThe only way is the streetsDon't care what no one tells meStarted off one's endTwo shotsNone leftTen man, no one paidThem times thereAh, plowAh, pussy roll out my carpetCause the king of the jungleJust took the piss out the marketHe took a * on the recordAnd whacked his assBut the noise didn't even get time to flush itCause the * thing triedHa ha, it's over, you're finishedShut up, you dickheads, be quietI'm stuffing my faceAnd I'm caking pussyYou on a dietYou the type to go to GucciPick up a hat just to tryTake a picturePost it on TwitterAnd don't even buy itYou don't hustleYou just listen to NiptyThe only streetYou ever see is on the top of your kicksGee, I got jackedOnce before I knewCan't even ask TinchyI got them and my *And it wasn't officiallyYou see my chains linked to my prideIf you take that, it comes to my lifeWe'll take it outsideNot even my toiletWe'll let * slideLet alone them bookie man in that whipDon't think they're playing around with their dickIf only you see the shape of that clipSuck your mum, you *So now you wanna knowSo now you wanna knowThat you were when I was brokeWhen was the love you've never shownSo what you think I'm baiting?Hey mum, I swear we made itAh, so * themThey don't go as hard as meWho's been claiming that they're ill?* themI'm a diseaseI put my money where my mouth isThey be lying through their teethAnd don't be mistakenI'll still lick down a paganAh, so * themThey don't go as hard as meNever, I don't raise the bar so highNo satellite can find meThey can keep chasing their dreamsUntil I clap them out their sleevePissed, pissed that they fadedBy name they've been crematedAh, y'allAh, boom, yeahAh, ah, ah, ah, ah, ahI'm theAh, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ahKing of the JungoroAh, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ahHoYou know I'm * me thaws outAh, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ahAh, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ahAh, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ahSo * themAh, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah