Revival

Yea, oh yeah Shout out my bro Last song of the tape I feel like, shout out papi Feel like... But you knew that TAP season for real That's my heart Classic I don't care about your top fives Your metaphors or the cup size of the babe you swear you're not blaming Who loves all my punchlines When I'm right by the front line attacking my goals like a false 9 What is my consine with rappers half as dope as Simi all looking so one kain They're like stars in the sunshine - invisible People used to say that streets ti takeover But the waits over This shitor sure to make you shift your plate over Food for thought enough to contemplate over Sh*t, man we need to changeover What is that odour? Smelling like ether Every bar I'm raising gasoline meters Singers losing keys to auto tune dealers And rappers dying off from Afrobeats fever I swear You want some ignorance and laughter Your babe pulled in on Friday quite late, 2AM the morning after I'm bad at pulling out but with really good aim she might need the morning after You wanna try me that is unlikely Your family be mourning after I kill you all dead Leave the message unread Then a na close the chapter Read it it all Thisday Style A black boy with an off white smile A black in all off white there's none like me and I might just follow back cos I'm online now Or act like my ego and come right down To the revival Yo And to my I just got backs Make sure you buy sense o You need more than just white friends o You'll be chilling in your own lane Trying to do your own thing Over here dem no get license o They just dey swerve anyhow Everybody on a wave Use that word anyhow Any girl with small curves just dey curve anyhow I chill with quiet types men you know dem guys that don't preserve any loud I hope I've curbed any doubt The last of a dying breed man and the rest don't deserve any crowns (oooouu shots) But this is the REVIVAL I'm gonna make so many proud