Look, woke up early cruise down Westerm Road Whilst them man looking for a mention See a young fan wanna take selfies So I don’t air man, I give man attention See a man tell me it’s all that when I pick up the mic Ain’t no one stepping, see eye to the ball And I rhyme with it If they want foul with it, I’m a kick like Beckham
Fuck a foul I get it in, I do my ting they meddling Them man they moving all Medellín Just tryna take my medicine Just tryna teeth my reload Rah that’s gonna peak my adrenaline Nah we ain’t gotta speak just be at home Get a knock at the door so I’m telling him All accurate I’m all acc yout Old school you get patched through I’m global I won’t smack you I just pay a man to attack you Ey likkle man I ain’t selling fries or spilling sauce I’m just getting by Saw my man in the bunker You likkle flow they can’t weaponize
Woke up early cruise down Western Road with the mandem looking for a motive Conversate by taking the scene by storm, if I do that I’ma be loaded Then I done that with the same time more time when you make money Man wanna hold it Me, I got more time for a day one, don’t buy a fake friend, I’ll pay notice
Woke up early thinking about them times sitting in the dark just plotting Before I could write my eye, I write my lines, I write my problems Trials Tribulations I got files They got statements I get riled I get raging And cut smiles, from these pagans
Woke up early thinking about them times sitting in the dark just dreaming Before I could roll an L, I strode to hell, I spoke to demons Them man that know me well They know what I’m on, they know I’m scheming And now you can’t trust the wizz The fucking prick The lucky heathen Man can’t tell me about wheelin’ Man can’t tell me about dealin’ I came out the front door screaming Moaning, I wen’t moaning for no reason Rah man can’t tell me about feelings Man can’t tell me about freedom And man can’t talk about peace Then drop a gun boss same evening
Woke up early cruise down Western Road with the mandem looking for a motive Conversate by taking the scene by storm, if I do that I’ma be loaded Then I done that with the same time more time when you make money Man wanna hold it Me I got more time for a day one, don’t buy a fake friend, I’ll pay notice
Woke up early thinking about them times sitting in the dark just plotting Before I could write my eye, I write my lines, I write my problems Trials Tribulations I got files They got statements I get riled I get raging And cut smiles, from these pagans