Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, ready, Jesus MI, hail up Merky in the wing Yeah, yeah, really going spiritual [Verse 1] I've been nice with the flow since '08 Me and they singer like soulmates Air Force Ones on my feet, they're Colgate Should've had a deal by now, it's so bait But it's all good, with the food on my plate So I kick back choosing my fate Time is money, never too damn late Moving weight like a fat kid with cake Man are out here biting hoes, clothes and flows Still wanna tell me I'm a piss-take? Where's your album, where's your mixtape Fuck that, put it in a loo with a shit stain You're a little shit stain, throwing up Bs in the video Bitch may come to the lab, show you where the hits made Banging that thing for the bloodclart clip's sake Me and my dogs dem ah update, looking at cupcakes Stop with the dumb hate, oh, what a mistake To go on a shit date Now you wanna make phone calls to your best mate Should've stayed at home carving a rib steak Man have got the vision Looking like Ray Charles, man have got the vision Walk through the estate, how you gonna play chess? When I already check mate, come to the set Spin on your best day even on my worst day Let's do it my way, look up on the highway More time man wanna fly away Gotta be smart with the words, man wanna watch what I say Just like IJ, money upfront from the pay day Had an idea man it work on the same day Now I've got a bird in my hand like AJ [Verse 2] Giant, man ah man told me I shouldn't be here But I've been killing for the past four years Little man couldn't keep up with the levs So I gave man a flow and a couple new gears Stock market with a couple mad shares In a pub drinking with a couple mad brehs Lions, tigers, actual bears When I get to the top of the slippery stairs But it's all messed up when nobody cares So I'm saving mine, then I'm taking theirs Fruits of the labour, apple pears Last of the real, fucking rare Couldn't tell the last time man shed a tear In the hood everybody's weakness is fear Everybody breaks bread but nobody shares Tryna get fine circles out of the squares No homo, man are straight up in here Like Indian hair, what's popping here? Really here, target practice, man are in the woods with a rifle Giving out critical shots to the passing deer, roll there Teach a snake about snaking, man, I got the snaky glare Letting off shots in the air with the brightest flare Ting called giant, gyal a mi number one client