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Man dem' a try too much
Yeah yes
Man dem' a try too much
Too much
...Why is he on Bacardi
Shouting his mouth off like he is Cardi?
...If I was a boss nobody
Would know underneath I run the party
...She wanna give up the nani
NO If I was poor then she would par me
...dread said go and read Garvey
But he's into barbies and farrari's
2 dumplings, rices and some dark peas,
I'm too real but they will still chart me
...and I don't think I'm a star g,
Role around relaxed I do this calmly
...we don't need the kitani
On a high level but man want wasabi
...Dont wanna go back Atari
But don't take disrespecting like I'm Arnie
...gangster like khalani
Nah rah were gonna stay rastatfari
...She treats manaman like safari
She don't love me bro she love's salami
4 years in pen, could of been Vardy
Wish he didn't but the system is gnarly
...and most man are calamari
Would they respect if they knew I was Yardie?
...Most of them spirit is ugly
Have to rely on the spirit above me
Used to know the girl who was lovely
Who used crystals to hide her fukerie
Love my bros and they love me
Don't want them to touch them if they touch me
...My brothers wants p now forever
We ain't got time to get in amougts beef
...She's on point so I'm up g
Only have good ones here and above me
Your choice is who you become g
Wanna be the best that i can become g
Real is real real recognise real
If real don't see I then it can't be real?
Stay on my own so I don't with steel
Cause many can't see through their own bad film
...We all got skanking skills
Just fling my two foot like Sterling still
Grime, rap or drill
It's reverse police racism, beats get killed
Move and keep rising up g
We've survived and we should'nt like drug beef
Now we're holding the country
For ransom but without the drum g
So why is he on Bacardi
Shouting his mouth off like he is Cardi?
...If I was a boss nobody
Would know underneath I run the party
...She wanna give up the nani
NO If I was poor then she would par me
...dread said go read Garvey
But he's into barbies and farrari's
2 dumplings, rices and some dark peas,
I'm too real but they will still chart me?
...and I don't think I'm a star g,
Role around relaxed I do this calmly
I see man using machete
Man don't wanna get punched with a lefty
His jaw is now just confetti
But he's alive feel bad for my testes (kids)
I'm in the party with no Fendi
On the water but I'm still getting messy
No weapon prospers against me
I'm in another dimension with the bless g
2 dumplings, rices and some leng peas
Not on greeze but they will still test me
...I joke when I say I'm the best g
But a lot jokes are true so you best be
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