Patterns

Lyrics

[Intro] They don't know They don't know [Verse 1: Capo Lee] Get the mic out and I do it properly Gloves on and I feel like I'm Rocky Still be a boss, man, these man can't boss me Hate all around, they man can't knock me You man a joke, man, these man can't mock me Out in the road and I feel like a diva Ratchet gyal can't taste my cocky Flows and bars, long hair and I'm cocky Feel like Messi in the Champions League Cah man'll skip through and these man can't stop me Had fed on my case from years I slowed down but they still wanna lock me Baring my face on the YouTube page I'm about in the day, but the fans still clock me They wanna rate me, girls wanna date me Cut through daily and I do this properly I do a campaign, stick to champagne I'm in the game now, so I do rampage I don't plan game, I've got a buff ting Next to me like Emeli Sandé Somethin' sweet like candy I've got bars so I rap like Band-Aid Give a pop a bad day When I ski 'round the corner with handbrake [Chorus: Landoni] In the party with burners I just need some new trainers Bust a rhyme with that timin' Left her man, you can't blame her On the zoot, I'm like Jagger Chuffin' down on that flamer On the dance, I make patterns Even if you're not raver In the party with burners I just need some new trainers Bust a rhyme with that timin' Left her man, you can't blame her On the zoot, I'm like Jagger Chuffin' down on that flamer On the dance, I make patterns Even if you're not raver [Verse 2: Capo Lee] Out on the cub more time, just swaggin' When I step on the mic, you know Britain got talent Bare thankful for the things that I've done I ain't gotta stress about the things that I haven't Yeah, everything Chris like Tarrant Two gold teeth when I smile, it's apparent No, man can't violate me When I slide, all the team get filled up like Sharon Too many nights man grindin' for They say the police hear all the music Paranoid, I can't write this wrong Don't know how to do it, I can't right that wrong Live on the guard, no man here may reach it Pain in the heart where I write this from Things in the ends are getting kinda bad Every single day is like a timing bomb Everything cray, man, sip too Ray Light and dark, when I've got to pay Man want a verse, then you've got to pay Smiling face, when I flex today Man, I've got a stylie and I've got swag 'Cause I have a dream, so I'm due to praise I can't settle, man ain't for the highest Look to the bar, it get too raised [Chorus: Landoni] In the party with burners I just need some new trainers Bust a rhyme with that timin' Left her man, you can't blame her On the zoot, I'm like Jagger Chuffin' down on that flamer On the dance, I make patterns Even if you're not raver In the party with burners I just need some new trainers Bust a rhyme with that timin' Left her man, you can't blame her On the zoot, I'm like Jagger Chuffin' down on that flamer On the dance, I make patterns Even if you're not raver