Look How Many

Lyrics

[Intro: P Money] You jokers Money over everyone I'm in a skyscraper right now With the mandem Man look how many man's lying though YOU MAKE ME SICK! OI! [Verse 1: P Money] Look how many man's trying I think I catted about twenty MCs In the scene that are tryna look henny Fully gassed up, none of you man are ready I roll with the ting that's licked down many It's not a ting if you man think you're heavy Wanna squeeze the semi (heads are flying) Bare headtops on the telly That what happens when you chop off the belly See I don't mind when a crew wanna test I [?] everybody gets buried Magical straps, turn man into jelly And the night tings ain't gonna cease twenty Shows to your bed and flip man like a jezzy One by one they violate One by one they'll be dying all the time Like Kenny [Hook: P Money] Look how many man's trying I'm like "wait, watch this" (BOY!) Look how many man's flying And now you got man on the news Like "look how many man's dying!" I'm in the scene with bare MCs And look how many man's lying Everybody apart from OG'z [Verse 2: Blacks & P Money] Look how many man's trying Don't violate me fam it won't work Cock back the pump and see how it works (BOY!) Now that's how it works Got one ting that will rock and roll Earth So I don't care about too many man Becuh', becuh', I got a new heater I'll leave man dead on the speaker In a war ting don't bring me to feature One in a chest piece, one in a neck Holding the ting like "fam who's next?" Fake grime artists getting me vexed Watch when I catch him, oi fam he's next Stand over him then boom in the neck Pepper him up with shots in the leg Like "yeah, still holding the mash again" [Hook: P Money] Look how many man's trying I'm like "wait, watch this" (BOY!) Look how many man's flying And now you got man on the news Like "look how many man's dying!" I'm in the scene with bare MCs And look how many man's lying Everybody apart from OG'z [Verse 3: Germs & P Money] Yo Look how many man's trying They must be smocking the rocks That's your whole or a shot Stop talking a lot I'll take your wifey and move to your block And I'll fill it with cock I don't work in a barber's shop But I've got a part of your high top Why not? I'm like "my God" Man ah gotta run from the sky cops Black and red R6 got keys in Now I'm back in the ends and I'm geezing And no I'm not sleeping I'm at Terminal three Where? In tight jeans gotta make Eastern flights who been in, I'm Puerto Rican Now I'm at the beach I'm sleeping Blacks run, told man "fuck competing" [Hook: P Money] Look how many man's trying I'm like "wait, watch this" (BOY!) Look how many man's flying And now you got man on the news Like "look how many man's dying!" I'm in the scene with bare MCs And look how many man's lying Everybody apart from OG'z [Verse 4: P Money] Look how many man's dying That's what they scream on the news One shot licks and your whole team's On the news, heavy artillery Army and generals behind me Man's got a fleet full of goons That will beat in your face Forgetting beating the tune Plastic bags over the Gucci See I can't let a next man Bead on my shoes, lack something off Forget beef on the tune I don't mind if twenty man wanna back it That's another twenty heads leaving the room Shotgun bearing deep in your wounds If and if you make it to the hospital They're gonna have a madness cleaning your wounds Body parts all over the place They're gonna have a stakeout when they're cleaning the room [Hook: P Money] Look how many man's trying I'm like "wait, watch this" (BOY!) Look how many man's flying And now you got man on the news Like "look how many man's dying!" I'm in the scene with bare MCs And look how many man's lying Everybody apart from OG'z