Tops (feat. Push Push)

I don't play games I don't win

When we've played games I see you lost hard

I don't write songs, I write sin

I don't speak, I toss sparks

So devastatingly disastrous it's almost hard to watch

She move so fast it's hard to keep up

You don't have to keep up, you just found a keeper

When your girl met me she figured you'd leave her

It's out of your control what happens next

What happens next is out of your control

To your left can you hear my heart bursting out my chest

Is it just me, or is this like something I could grab hold of?

Hold up, my soul's up for sale, I'm golden

A textbook told me that I was disgusting

A textbook told me that I was disgusting

Fuck a textbook, I'm revolting

I'm not me these days, I'm a sick killer

I'm not free these days, I'm trapped in a

Picture-perfect, worst-case, work it, graft it

Now picture my arse, now picture it parted

Picture us dancing, or can't you dance?

Wait, I heard you were tops in the sack

If I heard you were tops in the sack

And you can't dance, how u doin that?

How you comin' through with a crew in the back?

I roll mostly alone, I've not got time for that

I've not got time to waste no more

I'm not playing games no more

I've not got time to talk change no more

Can't say the motherfucker's name no more

To you I'm a thorn in your side

To everybody else I'm a storm on the rise (Aye)

To everybody else I'm a storm on the rise (Aye)

To everybody else I'm a storm on the rise

To everybody else I'm a storm on the rise

To everybody else I'm a storm on the rise

To everybody else I'm a storm on the rise

To everybody else I'm a storm on the rise

To everybody else I'm a storm on the rise (Aye)