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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Krept & Konan
Krept & Konan
Vocals
Krept
Krept
Vocals
Mega Man
Mega Man
Spoken Word
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Casyo Johnson
Casyo Johnson
Composer
Karl Wilson
Karl Wilson
Composer
Fateh Mohammed Aminur Rahman
Fateh Mohammed Aminur Rahman
Composer
Laidi Saliasi
Laidi Saliasi
Composer
Francis Aikins
Francis Aikins
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Adotskitz
Adotskitz
Producer
Matt Barnes
Matt Barnes
Recording Engineer
Rvchet
Rvchet
Recording Engineer
Shane Shanahan
Shane Shanahan
Mixing Engineer
Dave Kutch
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Don't compare me to these rappers,
Please stop all of the noise (Please)
There's levels to this shit I've got 50 fucking employees (facts)
Rapping ten years straight, no breaks, there is levels
We are fucking presidential, where the fuck are your credentials? (Huh)
I just got a check and I spent it on houses (facts)
You just got a check and you spent it on outfits
Bounce was in the trap, 'til we got right (you know)
I said, "As soon as I blow I'ma get my **** Off-White"
You rappers ain't up, stop telling lies
You made P's and lost it 'cause you clowns weren't penny-wise
Respect the rise, I used to sell dead draws
Now I can sell my company like a escort (fuck off)
You don't believe in us (huh?), oh you hate hate?
Tell them ****, "Stop chasing hoes, get your cake straight" (you know)
Broke ****, keep chasing gold diggers
It's mad 'cause **** with Rollies are the only **** they date (levels)
Run the fuck around, you were gone and like Quarmy
Bust your head now your hat's red like you Kanye
We can do this your way, we can do this our way
Think your **** wild, my **** wilder like Deontay
Turn up to the party, jacket 3000 like I'm Andre
Mum your kid blew like Beyonce
I used to do moves like pilates
Kon' was with a MAC like Ariana Grande (hahaha)
I came out of real estate
(Then guess what)
I went back into real estate
Be careful when you drive through the G blocks
Spray your windshield, definition of a screen shot
Man was in GQ ay Kon' what's the issue? (Huh)
Bro bought the magazine like Kon' what's the issue?
My bruddas are official but the fucking pigs have 'em
Little gonty wiling out and got nicked with the cannon cool
<span begin="2:00.365" end="2:01.216">Yeah</span> <span ttm:role="x-bg"><span begin="2:01.941" end="2:03.325">(I don't see no challenge (none))</span></span>
My bracelet cost a Volkswagen, no bragging (big facts)
And if I've got a problem I won't at him (never)
I ain't doing no chatting, I'm old fashioned
They've been waiting for the main event (they have)
Everybody wants the crown, come and take it then (I dare you)
If it don't make money it ain't making sense (nah)
I had to make ends meet then I made a M (fuck off)
They wanna franchise, now they're making offers
In business class but I hated college (yes)
The headteacher kicked me out, I never went back
I was sitting in the barbers when I went plat'
My name rings bells like after school
Sold out show we turned your road into carnival
I was sitting in my jail cell scheming
When I was on E-wing, we weren't playing basketball
I sold white and I sold budge (sold it)
Now I got a restaurant and I don't cook (come see)
They say your network is your net worth
Probably got half a billi in my phone book (behave)
It's all smoke and mirrors 'til we count the scores (count 'em up)
Rap game looking like the clout awards
Bally on running out of scores
Now I get favours from MPs and House of Lords
I'm only settling for better things
They said, "No tracksuits" I bet they let me in (right)
She said my penthouse looks like a play for Arsenal
I told the concierge, "Bell her in"
Pretty girls wanna beat, wanna pattern
And I didn't plan it but her weave's on a Saturn
This ain't a G-Wagon but there's G's in the wagon
When we catch you, we ain't tweeting it happened
Hahaha
I want the UK artists to take it to that next level now
We've been at this level for a, for a minute
We need to take it to that next stage, you understand what I'm saying?
I don't care, at the end of the day, I'm in this for the paper
I love the music, Swizzy loves the music, but we're in it to make money
We turn our hobby into a pay roll
And that's what it's about fam, you understand what I'm saying?
So get your paper man flinger your dimes you don't dig for ice no more
Put it 'round our necks
You understand what I'm saying, stunt on people
Written by: Casyo Johnson, Fateh Mohammed Aminur Rahman, Francis Aikins, Karl Wilson, Laidi Saliasi
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