Lyrics

Hey, hey It's that money gangster shit I can teach dem how to flip I'm no footballer but you see me in a kit If I'm concealing my face there's a weapon on my face I ain't stopping for no red lights When I'm in a chase You looking out for blue light when you're on the move Keep your crew tight Like you keep the laces on your shoes They thought I was a celeb till they see me in flesh If we have to do this dance I start leaning to the left Had to bring my real swag now I'm on my real but I call it the lean, lean again Left hook I call it the lean, lean again Right hook man don't let the lean, lean again the real pop Had to bring my real swag now I'm on my real but I call it the lean, lean again Left hook I call it the lean, lean again Right hook I call it the lean, lean again My life's been a lean Had to bring the real swag now I'm on my real pop Learn to relax now the businesses are milled up I don't smoke weed but I don't mean that I can't build up Spend my days pedaling around the ghetto And we live real good Robbing everyday make the hunger go away I'm a business man now But I started off a real bum Double up my chains keep my diamonds on display I'm a rap star too so freestyles get beat up Leaning in some board room meeting Sometimes I go suited and booted I really mean it Sometimes they hit emails and I don't read it Sometimes I tell my PA to tell my chef That we need seasoning I've been looking real 90's in my Tiffany's I like my rockers a rock I'm not into whiskey You don't know the 24 karat where my wrist is Super model season she could really be my Mrs Had to bring my real swag now I'm on my real but I call it the lean, lean again Left hook I call it the lean, lean again Right hook man don't let the lean, lean again the real pop Had to bring my real swag now I'm on my real but I call it the lean, lean again Left hook I call it the lean, lean again Right hook I call it the lean, lean again My life's been a lean I can bring the real swag now I'm on my lean but Think that I'm Pablo chatting to my builder Try to stab me in my back They must think I'm Cesar Excuse me if I'm paranoid You know how the streets are I come in kennels and alleyways In my scaly days Had a couple one on ones on the estate Man chat shit I never let them violate Terrorize the game like I was the IRA Military with it we don't like to play Really we just trying to legalize the paper chase Never has been another rapper in my lane The great British dreams flying like a paper plane I'm a CEO now I did free bricks I just make big decisions I came up quick They call me baby boss I'm at the table with the big dons This twelve hundred acres came with legs not with flip-on Had to bring my real swag now I'm on my real but I call it the lean, lean again Left hook I call it the lean, lean again Right hook man don't let the lean, lean again the real pop Had to bring my real swag now I'm on my real but I call it the lean, lean again Left hook I call it the lean, lean again Right hook I call it the lean, lean again My life's been a lean (whoo) Ladies and gentlemen You are now locked into the great british dream And this one's the lean Lean again You know
Writer(s): William Frederick Kennard, Saul Gregory Milton, Aaron Daniel Davies, Valentino Angelo Salvi Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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