Invincible

Lyrics

[Chorus: Merky ACE] If you wanna come against us You better have links to the army A tank and a jet and a World War vet If not, you'd be straight up barmy Family Tree, man know what it is We ain't inna the malarkey You better be invincible If you wanna harm me [Verse 1: Ego] Back, I'm badder, no chain swinging Fresh [?] and 'gnac, I'm sipping it If man wanna come here hyping, I'll swinging I'm way too deep for some of these dibby likkle MCs Begging to dash, I'll liff him Never had much back then so I went up stinging Been on the food and singing The rest is winning, you know me, darg I'm way too effed, no need for a bringing So FT, yeah, my whole team's winning Still not part of the get along gang So me and these MC guys ain't grinning Nah, I don't slack, I stay on my stuff Ain't changed one bit so you know I ain't slipping I'm so course for the money, I swear Seen so many get near and lose gripping Nothing like back then, fam, keep wishing Dem guy dere keep talking my name But I don't fool for their [?] fishing Got left back in '010, keep wishing Nah, I ain't cool, I ain't tryna be friends with no one I ain't doing this ting here to blow, son Pagans talk smack Till I leave their headback gone, missing [Chorus: Merky ACE] If you wanna come against us You better have links to the army A tank and a jet and a World War vet If not, you'd be straight up barmy Family Tree, man know what it is We ain't inna the malarkey You better be invincible If you wanna harm me [Verse 2: TKO] Not MMG But like Meek Milly, I'm chasing dreams '013, all about music creams Tryna get funds in my Barclays But I still wanna trap, generate them Gs Shoebox money from them dirty fiends Everyday I'm out here chasing the cream Same time, tryna dodge HMP Tryna break bread with my Family Tree But I've got pagans tryna hate on me You can get shelled down on your own street If I turn that red light to green All I wanna do is shut down raves Turn that dirty money to clean There ain't one better than my team Takeover, when we drop that CD Then man will know No one's better than TKO Shif or ACE MIK and E-G-O [?] stones and then juggling stones Feeling hot, got a booming phone I've got a young G that's loose with chrome So, touch one of mine, that's two in dome [Chorus: Merky ACE] If you wanna come against us You better have links to the army A tank and a jet and a World War vet If not, you'd be straight up barmy Family Tree, man know what it is We ain't inna the malarkey You better be invincible If you wanna harm me [Verse 3: Faze Miyake] Yo, bet you never thought I would make beats Mix them tight, then go and touch mic Strongest team in the game FT got man on a hype Ain't no joke, bruv, I say what I said When I say that, it ain't no lie Now I do music, I've got big dreams And none of 'em involve crime I make quick tunes and sell 'em to DJs Fam, that's instant play I dropped "Take Off" Now promoters wanna put me on a plane Girls from back in the day wanna ask how I am Well, I can't complain Still got no whip, riding shotty with a chick Getting brain that drives me insane, I'm still the same Four-eyed yout with the baitest boat I had to go ghost Ask anyone that I know No Young Spray but I'm realer than most I was burning bread before I got hot And I don't mean toast Fell on my face, went broke But I'm not going back, G, that is the oath West side flow, west coast, oh [Chorus: Merky ACE] If you wanna come against us You better have links to the army A tank and a jet and a World War vet If not, you'd be straight up barmy Family Tree, man know what it is We ain't inna the malarkey You better be invincible If you wanna harm me [Verse 4: Shifman] Look Them man can't fuck with the team Are you mad? Crazy? Are you off of your bean? Man said he was a shooter, I was like "seen" You can get touched by the wickedest beam FT, we be the wickedest team Dem man nuh ready for the Family Tree Nuh, dem man nuh ready for the A-C-E or E-G-O When we come through, yeah, man better know Catch me in the dance getting waved off Henny Little bit of Jäger, little bit of cro If it ain't FT then I don't know Cuh if it ain't FT, I don't wanna know All I know is mash up the show When I spray big bars, oi, listen up, boom B-double-O-M (boom) B-double-O-M (boom) Came in the game '010 (trust) Ditched couple pagans again So next year, can't see dem man again So RIP to a pagan friend Didn't wanna do it how we did it back then But they wanna try do it like we did it, set trend I rep FT to the end [Chorus: Merky ACE] If you wanna come against us You better have links to the army A tank and a jet and a World War vet If not, you'd be straight up barmy Family Tree, man know what it is We ain't inna the malarkey You better be invincible If you wanna harm me [Verse 5: MIK] Yo, right now you're in tune to the best MCs In the game, that's Family Tree Six man deep in the rave You'd better behave or it's family beef Some don't like it when I start talking All that cakey stuff But when I was a yout, I didn't have much That's why I do it, bruv Girls wanna DM me for the D-I-C That's groupie love Got a girl at home with a heart of gold She cooks me food and stuff Air Force Ones on my feet, they're black With a little splash of reddish Man wanna know why I've got so much I said "it must be a fetish" BLT when I'm hungry, G And I'm talking extra lettuce We hit the B-E-double-L-Y Real talk, my mandem are peckish Family Tree be the best MCs in the game It's overly bait Been on the grind from early And trust me when I say none of us skate