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PERFORMING ARTISTS
P Money
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
P Money
Songwriter
Jake West
Songwriter
Gallah
Songwriter
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[Verse 1]
Alright, coldest heart
Black windows, black gloves and mask
Big black AMG duckin' fast
Fire two shots, hit the clutch and laugh
Your man know I don't deal with trouble 'cause
But if man wanna go, then I will bust and pass
Clartin it off, gassed off, J Hus
Did you think I was gonna come back with bars?
[Verse 2]
Turn up at shows, they would not come ours
'Cause man's really on shootin' stars
I've been dying to beat this thing so long
When it goes down I might bust too fast
Heard couple man wanna snitch
Get the tools, roll up bun two grass
Man wanna war on me, come through, dawg
Our one wet ting cut through fast
[Verse 3]
Man knows that it's on sight, not bars
Man looked at me like, "P, that's harsh"
So I looked at him back, "What'd you mean that's harsh?"
Blam when he said, "That's a hundred large"
Send a man half if he's up to the task
See man lookin' at the money like (Ross)
I told them man these yutes ain't hard
Festival ting, just me and my dawgs
[Verse 4]
Dem man came with security guards
Got an email next day from his manager
Talkin' about collabs, I said, "Pass"
I don't wanna work with dem man, dawg
Smart man don't mix with retards
Violate who? You stupid yute
I was ill with the 'matic way before Nas
Wetter man are here tellin' head of my class
That's why they know my bars
[Verse 5]
When I ran up in your yard, man, ma, was like, "Huh? Wait
Swear I've seen you before"
Looked in his face and her man said (Nah)
Boxed in the mouth, you said that before
Stupid boy, what you lyin' for?
(I never expected it) Man wasn't sure
F the police, what you ringin' them for?
Tekken legend, I am the law
[Verse 6]
Playground bully, I ain't let a man slide
P, but (Why?)
What'd you mean, why?
Every time I catch somebody, you're askin' me questions
Nah, man (What' you mean, why?)
About you're lookin' for studio time
What you doin' round here? You're way offside
Thinkin' you can run into Morley's and hide (Mm-mm)
I ain't come here for ribs and thighs
[Verse 7]
P is the best letter in the alphabet, why?
'Cause you and your Gs didn't want it with I
It's like I'm playin' with toys at 29
Scalextrics when I pull the trigger and drive
Tellin' me for love I got a business mind
For my Gs I'll change that witness mind
Prosecution is gonna go blind
When he turns up deaf and he can't do signs
[Verse 8]
Back when the feds had a Vectra
Rollin' with two or three yutes that are extra
I ain't talkin' about man being eggs up
Talkin' about when you knock man out stone cold
Then he stompin' on man, doin' extra
I was the main man, you was etcetera
Violate me, I will violate same night
'Cause a man's dyin' if I let this fester (Whoa)
[Verse 9]
See if I let this fester
One phone call, two yutes on a vespa
Close man's whole road, head up to Leicester
Hideout with Sasha in Manchester
You think you're 2Pac
It's not a biggie till I wet you and drop a tune called (Who Cheffed Ya)
Known for a man when I apply pressure
America still won't accept my ESTA 'cause a man's militant
Tell a man I woulda touched Theresa's fanny if you paid me a million
[Verse 10]
Your man still think Kanye's brilliant?
Wouldn't shake my man's hand for a billion
Right hand, teach these man about Gideon
What do you know about tracers? Idiot
How was it a trace when someone's killin' 'em?
Cut that connect off, no more bringin' 'em
[Verse 11]
Anyway, back to the bars
Man said I'd done nothing for the ends, I was so enraged
Little did he know for my close bredrin
I was ticking boxes like some voting page
My gang come out of jail on beast mode
What'd you expect puttin' Hulk in cage?
I'll leave a boy with a open face
When I catch that snake in his molten stage
Written by: Gallah, Jake West, P Money

