Love (Oi, oi)

That's a fact (C'mon)

And I know that love don't love me back

I hate love (Brr, skrr skrr)

Get the strap (Blaa, blaa blaa)

Yo

Man do work in my school clothes, that's minor

Getting Ps up, that's minor

You don't wanna work, no, not minor (Nah)

Said you're on me, that's fine

I make more bread than you, that's finer (Jokeman)

Tryna see the finer things in life

Climbing to the top, call me a climber

Got my ride-or-dies with me

Any problems, I'm shouting my rider (Where you at?)

Getting bare shots from my Lyca SIM

Gimme a sec, gotta check my Lyca

Can't even bun no zoobs no more

'Cah everytime, bro took my lighter (Fuck's sake man)

Bad ones tryna roll with me

Whine and dine, call me a diner

YD Gwop just getting this gwop

Need my stack fat, no, not lighter

Heavyweight ting like AJ

Fight for my Ps, call me a fighter (Bow, ROUND ONE, FIGHT!)

No one's touching my Ps

I'm defending it, that's Harry Maguire (Woo)

I don't even check the time no more, but I'm loading up

Bro set me a timer (Where's the timer?)

Man do work in my school clothes, that's minor (Yo)

Getting Ps up, that's minor

You don't wanna work, no, not minor

Said you're on me, that's fine

I make more bread than you, that's finer (Haha)

Tryna see the finer things in life

Climbing to the top, call me a climber

Mumzy waiting on me

Gonna be first for her in the starting line-ups (I promise)

Money been coming in quick

Still climbing and I'll continue to climb up (You know)

Young boys just tryna get rich

They don't know where we at, bro come find us

Man's grinding 24 7 out and about, my shots flying like dust (Powder)

How can you say you're on a guy like me

Man will get active and show them wagwan (Wagwan)

Youngboy just tryna get rich, but test my temper, it will get long

I don't give a fuck about you, I'm just tryna make Ps out late 'til dawn

(Ay YD, when you releasing a new tune?)

(Don't worry bro, man's loading)

Man, I turn minor Ls into major wins

Guys love talk so much, they ain't even seen the major things

Gonna turn up, it's mad

Gonna get rich and my wrist gon' bling

Another day in the life

Just shotting, running from feds and ting

Bare tings been belling my line

But I'm too busy, gotta sort out things

There's no queen in the picture, but I'm soon gonna be your king (King)

Listen to man, that's direct orders

Only speak once and I will not sing (Are you listening?)

I'm not singing like some guy who get stopped

And just fold and ting (Why you folding?)

Man do work in my school clothes, that's minor

Getting Ps up, that's minor

You don't wanna work, no, not minor

Said you're on me, that's fine

I make more bread than you, that's finer

Tryna see the finer things in life

Climbing to the top

Call me a climber (Ay, you know)

Got my ride-or-dies with me

Any problems, I'm shouting my rider (Where you at?)

Getting bare shots from my Lyca SIM

Gimme a sec, gotta check my Lyca

Can't even bun no zoobs no more

'Cah every time bro took my lighter

Bad ones tryna roll with me

Whine and dine, call me a diner

(You already know, man)

(C'mon)

(Gang)