Goat Level

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Krept] Don't compare me to these rappers Please stop all of the noise There's levels to this shit I've got 50 fucking employees Rapping ten years straight no breaks there is levels We are fucking presidential Where the fuck are your credentials? I just got a cheque and I spent it on houses You just got a cheque and you spent it on outfits Bouncer was in the trap, 'till we got right (you know) I said "as soon as I blow I'mma get my nigga off white" You rappers ain't up, stop telling lies You made p's but you lost it because you clowns weren't penny wise Respect the rise I used to sell dead draws Now I can sell my company like a escort (fuck off) You don't believe in us (huh?) Oh, you hate hate Tell them niggas stop chasing hoes, get your cake straight Broke niggas, keep chasing gold diggers It's mad cah niggas with Rollies are the only niggas they date (levels) Wanna fuck around You a goner like Kwame Bus your head, now your hat's red like you Kanye We can do this your way We can do this our way Think your niggas wild, my niggas wilder like Deontay Turn up to the party Jacket 3000 like I'm André Mum your kid blew like Beyoncé I used to do moves like pilates Kon was with a MAC like Ariana Grande (ha ha ha ha) I came out of real estate (then guess what?) I went back into real estate Be careful when you drive through the G blocks Spray your windshield, definition of a screen shot Man was in GQ, oi Kon', what's the issue? Bro bought the magazine like Kon', what's the issue? My bruddas are official but the fucking pigs have 'em Little Gotti wiling out and got nicked with the cannon, cool [Verse 2: Konan] Yeah I don't see no challenge My bracelet cost a Volkswagen No bragging (big facts) And if I've got a problem, I won't at him (never) I ain't doing no chattin' I'm old fashion They've been waiting for the main event (they have) Everybody wants the crown, come and take it then (I dare you) If it don't make money it ain't making sense (nah) I had to make ends meet then I made a M (fuck off) They wanna franchise now they're making offers In business class but I hated college The headteacher kicked me out, I never went back I was sitting in the barbers when I went plat' My name rings bells like after school Sold out show we turned your road into carnival I was sitting in my jail cell scheming When I was on E-wing We weren't playing basketball I sold white and I sold bujj (sold it) Now I got a restaurant and I don't cook (come see it) They say your network is your net worth Probably got half a billi in my phone book (behave) It's all smoke and mirrors till we count the scores (count 'em up) Rap game looking like the clout awards Bally on, running out of stores Now I get favours from MPs and House of Lords I'm only settling for better things They said no tracksuits, I bet they let me in (right) She told me that my penthouse looks like I play for Arsenal I told the concierge "bell her in" Pretty girls wanna beat, wanna pattern And I didn't plan it but her weave's on a Saturn This ain't a G-Wagon but there's g's in the wagon When we catch you we ain't tweeting it happened [Outro Skit: Megaman] I want the UK artists' to take it to that next level now We've been at this level fo-for a minute We need to take it to that next stage, y'understand what I'm saying I don't care, at the end of the day, I'm in this for the paper I love the music, Swizzy loves the music, but we're in it to make money We turn our hobby into a pay roll And that's what it's about fam, y'understand what I'm saying So get your paper man, flinger your dimes you don't dig for ice no more Put it round our necks Y'understand what I'm sayin, stunt on people (stunt on people, stunt on people, stunt on people)