Bruv,
I didn't look at it this way before but as I approach my birthday
All you man are my youngest
You man are my youngest, bruv
If you can't do 10k for a sweet then I
don't wanna hear no chat about numbers
You man are my youngest,
all blacked out like grungers
Tens and twenties and hundreds,
tens and twenties and thousands
I can't never just loud up,
on my Everest shouting
Soon go back to the mountains,
third album,
bruv,
bless the beat with smoke
And my day one bros they kept me close,
then I sit in my tent,
they take a tour
They're tryna get me on the ropes,
aye bro got a special year in his coat
So please man let's just be adults,
and don't be flexing in my boat
You can't test me I'm the GOAT,
Rolex collections looking dope
I got the Pepsi in the hole,
and I ain't flexing on you n****s
Cause I'll still be sexy if I'm broke,
wait there,
I was made to win
Like I'm designed to blow,
we're doing major things but it's a minor though
I used to pay for things but that was time ago
When I hit you n****s so the wide floor was like
Badum up,
badum up,
badum up once Never could you take me for a dance
Been on the scene for a hundred months All I met is bare c***,
take man for lunch
Either you step punch,
pick one boy from your bunch
Tell man jump,
oh well you didn't wanna jump well
Oh well look now you're slumped,
look n**** I swear
Get out my lane,
north and east and west stop hot but the south's on flames
This year I'ma be a household name,
I grew up in the house of pain
I don't do it for the clout or fame,
all the real n****s gonna vouch for my name
All the real n****s gonna vouch for my,
yeah,
yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah
If you ain't got more than five top tens then
I don't wanna hear no chat about charting
You man are just starting,
coming like a young Chris Martin Start
swinging all my arms like Carlton,
start swinging all my arms like Antony All my n****s been charged,
don't ant me Have him sitting in a bra and panty,
if he see me in a dance I'm Antony
Quite frankly,
heavyweight champion of the world,
they wanna war me for my belt If he ever hits swims he caught a nail,
know I stood tall before I fell There's a couple birthdays coming up,
so I took like a quarter from the
shelf Spent like a hundred on my mum,
then about 140 on myself The melee I sported like Pharrell,
but I got the naughty list as well
All of these stories that I live man,
these are the stories that I tell
Wait there and I was made to win,
like I'm designed to blow
We're doing major things but it's a minor door
I used to pay for things but that was time ago
When I hit you n****s with a wide flow,
it's like
Run up on them man,
laugh and f*** it You got a chain but you tuck it,
f*** it
Man throw dirt on my name, blood f*** it
Slew anybody in the family,
f*** it Run up on them man,
laugh and f*** it
You got a chain but you tuck it,
f*** it Man throw dirt on my name,
blood f*** it
Slew anybody in the family, ah ah
The last three chains kinda proved that I did this
Man, what you say I put a Ute on my d*** list?
Must be the same old Ute in the dinner hall Primary,
sipping on my juice and my biscuits
I'm from a place where you move to the witness Staring your face,
selling business to business
Came for the fame but you stayed for the litness
Watch your new girl,
she loves Mr. Scannule Never ever see me with guys known for verbals
My brothers pull up a stand,
no rehearsals Don't switch sides,
there's no rote reversals
How's the best spitter in Grimes, so commercial?
Wait,
nobody said you're good,
done your chat Your girl take the wood lumberjack
Hit him with a lighter flex,
humble brag I can't drop the bag,
I'm the bag
If you ain't got no platinum plaques
Then I don't wanna hear no chat about