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??? Put me off WhyJay Got a couple statements to make and some paper to chase I've been grafting all year, still ain't taking a break Fam, I need to vacate, get my shades out the case Trust me, can't nobody ever throw shade on the Aitch (Woh) Shit ain't ever easy, had to wait for my plate Hella promises were made but man were blatantly fake Had to change up my ways, I just weighed up the game Now the radio plays are just making me cake (Ah-ah) Lookin steezy, got your girlfriend in her feelings Then I'm linking Simon, talking millions in meetings Nineteen years old, four bills and we go eatin' And nineteen on the plate, four circles on the keyring (Skrrt) Looking at the charts, come like looking in the mirror Murdered every feature, when you greet me, call me killer (Uh) Rapper, not a preacher, God forgive me, I'm a sinner But I know you got my back so I give thanks before my dinner Hottest younger in the UK, give a fuck what you say They was poppin' back then, cuzzy it's a new day Rapping 'bout a MAC-10, you're thirty, it's too late Running up your gums, you're not worthy, it's too fake, uh Choppin' rhythms up with YJ, gotta whip a new tape Blockin' women out my life, yeah, I ain't got time for you babe Box of liquor on my driver, tryna' find a new wave Call the driver when outside and get inside the new shape (Haha) Taking the piss, ain't popped a pill but I'm taking a trip Straight to the moon and then straight to the booth Go and lace up my shoes and head straight to your bitch Basically I'm going crazy with this You ain't taming me, please stay away from the kid Hit the belly, now I can't stay away from the fridge Really poppin', you ain't stoppin' me, I'm made for this shit One step, two step, kill a rapper, who's next? Pussy, I'm the truth so don't ever get the yute vexed Doing what I do, I'm making moves, I got my crew set Headlocking the game, gonna finish it with a suplex I've been killing it, seriously where the fuck have you been? Beat the odds, I've got the haters, every point got proven Let me in and now they sit because your boys a nuisance Take the piss a little bit, but you can't knock the movement Mum and dad are happy, shit been taking off And they ain't got to worry 'bout a mortgage 'cause I paid it off Had to take my shot because I really couldn't take my job Now I'm making guap it's kinda hard to find a way to not, haha With my baby cakes I'm baking off You know she love the baby face, it's bait, she call me babe a lot I take her on a date but turns out she really made the spot Sexy with the make-up, but sexier when she take it off S-S-Someone calm me down, I'm on fire, this shit be flamin' hot Sick of celebrating, all the haters they was taking shots All I get is W's, this winning got me faded off Speak my mind every time I see the mic Say it how it is, I just be me fam, I don't need to lie Easy with it G, I bring the Ps to keep my peace of mind Do it for the cake and I won't sleep until I eat a slice But don't fuck about us, I swear I'll pull the shutters down You're lucky if I take a break, you're fucked if I put something out Put the beat to bed, go cut my check and then I'm cuttin' out Zubby to the head, this kushy cookie got me buggin' out Why the men pretending like they're fucking with the kid? Indirectly sending got you looking like a bitch I got love for everyone but trusting them's a myth Live your life upon edge, they'll try and push you of the- Haha
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