Everyday, bro, we've gotta stay Gotta stay fighting, gotta stay Gotta stay dreaming, gotta believing stay scheming
I broke down a few more Got me a few more to look forward to the weekend Now every day's Saturday Surrounded by Come with the constellation Then she me what my real name was And the conversation I've gotta scratch my head Like big man ting on a my mum and dad call me Junior What makes you so No Rolex No kettle But I know when it's time to jump in the car Put the to the pedal like
Yeah, I don't about VIP I've got very places to be While I'm asleep, I'm making a Girls in the house naked for me I'm tryna say is basically Never get a man mistaken for me Corn on the if a man diss me My niggas got the in T Claus used to miss my house So I decorated my own Christmas Ring phone if he think's it's beef do you mean, "who is this, blud?" It's me My been on crime Don't get it twisted 'cause I don't online My niggas violent, my loopy Something you ain't on Vine
I want a like, I don't want a follow me today, link me tomorrow I've got goons that can't the country the law, under obbo I know pain, I know I empty, I know hollow I just my Gs out to Amsterdam And I them "thank me tomorrow" Cuh man have in the kitchen with the whipping And you see, the ting and the music ain't mixing Would've man was playing baseball Way man are outside Never been a punk, never a victim Wanna hate on me? Wanna on Storm? that, let the kings in
I ringing MCs Go radio, I swinging MCs I was in the trenches, grinding You say a man weren't bringing MCs I will up the phone, start ringing MCs Bars my touch, bringing MCs They know got Skeppy on my team We on road, living it, skilling MCs Producers, plus we are MCs Bare we have given MCs I was there back in the day when it was And them man said wanna get rid of MCs But man couldn't get rid of MCs 'Cause since then, we've become MCs Some MC Skibadee, Baseman and MC
Yeah, us man are blazing Them man are blazing My bredrin it's his birthday him onstage with Drake and Section Hate my niggas 'cause day, it's another great invention Wanna about loot? Then I bring the loot out about shootout? Better be a shootout like a western 'Cause I fear no man Think you're a killer but your ain't Cam Oi, pussyhole, don't look in my 'Cause you might get shot on the road like 28 And you who I am Shower man down Fireman Sam Drive to your on a two-year ban With in the transit van Nah, you diss my mum start fly out and man get bun Fling on my black and dun Dry skin between my finger and thumb I man like a nun That's why I buy a haunted gun Can't get before I get to see my son tings can't run They got me thirsty for blood They got me crud again They
Yo, fam Yo, to me, man Where are you, though? Who are you I'm on my Js, Sound, man. This has got me, blud, I'm not gonna lie, fam. I'm not gonna front, fam. Mad from every angle, fam It's come like I'm too to be with the mandem on the road but, I'm, like, I can't be up there with them people either, you know what I'm I'm too to be up there, you see what I'm saying, fam? I know, I feel like, I feel like I'm in limbo, Chippy. I feel I'm in limbo, fam I've been, been waiting to speak to you, fam. going way too mad, fam. Like what the fuck did you mean like you don't know why I mentioned name, fam? Like London, fam. You got the call from God to do something deeper, bro. Like, you got the call to go and make everyone look at everything that is happening over here, fam. You get me? That's a calling, bro. them callings there, It's not everyone's phone that gets that that ring there, you see what I'm saying, fam? super powers fam, super charged, bro I that, fam Like just you alone, fam, niggas getting to watch. You're doing what supposed to do, bro. Cuh we ain't seen nuttin' like this happen before. Who's seen the country flip on its head like this, These youts don't know what's going on, fam. They ain't got a fucking clue, fam. to the T, fam. Love, brudda, man. I needed that powers. Power up fam, I don't even like hearing you sound this, blud. I them. The mission's deeper right now. Love, brudda. Mad. Alright, fam, I'm gonna shout you, man. you saying though, everything good? Blud, love you bro, man, just do you gotta do. Man's doing what I gotta do, fam. You already know, bro. Powers.