[Verse:] You wanna see a lot of me, So I hate when I talk to my boy from pen and he Acts like cuz' you forgotten me! I ain't got time to shit let alone come check you blud You know I'm her property, I got property Right now I'm in Europe fucking up shit More than the economy So when you land you know I got you properly [Chorus:] I bring my people through it, everything I Do You reckon me I fuck wid' you Ahhhaaa If you a snitchin' little bitch and you love Singin' to the blues Well this song wasn't made for you Ahhhaaa I'm coming I'm coming For you Aaaahhaa I'm coming I'm coming For you
[Verse 2:] Yo, fuck so good make a bitch wanna fight me Wanna Rolex ring Wiley When I was a bum, no-one really liked me Now it's time someone went a got a new job for Tinie I'm only playing I'm just saying, I'mma shit so hard I'm constipated Overworked, underrated Now my tings poppin' off, no gun relation Grind all day but I ain't roller blading All eyes on moi, holla baby No love for the ex, on that note T Tell Kelly I've got that motivation Look I beg, someone try find Max online and let her know I wanna smash her From the back If not Sarah Jane come give me brain and put them big red lips on my sack! I'll be killin' cause I'll be getting bred Hard doe, number 1's all day on the chart show So fuck you and your 90 track mixtape That's a million bars of arsehole My flows are wrecked and it opens legs It's fly than a motherfucking jumbo jet What a selfish bastard, no respect You know dapz, no regrets I still roll through my hood and I wear my chain Fuck a top boy Scorcher and Bashy can't do the same Real recognised, reaaalll How many albums have you sold today? I ain't saying I'm Wayne not Kanye But I'm living life on the runway If your 9, I'll be like 'Welcome on board my brudda, say bye to gun play' King of the jungle, hardest can be, I dare you to let your chick party with Me I'm Tarzan and I'm hung like a tree Imagine if your new born pops out looking exactly like moi Banter, but on the real tell her get her on pampers because I'll be on the Tour bus getting pampered I heard Simon Cowell thinks I'm a little wanker And I'm getting on his tits like cancer And I don't wanna start mentioning names Where they all now? There bankrupt! Joe Mcelderry, oh what a stand up! Alexandra, pull your socks up! Where you hits at? You ain't no winner! I feel bad cause your voice is amazing but your careers getting raped by a Mason That shit fucking upsets me, cause it don't get me, try bring them near me Coming round with their hands out, wanting a hand out, ahhh that's too Political I don't care about a Bentley, Gucci or a fendi, man's living in a Spaceship! You got clapped by a, bang! Your girl got mad by a bang! That smooth Criminal I'm a product of my environment I ain't sayin' me and you are any different I'm just planning an early retirement I don't mean sorry when I say I'm going Kingston Every man's welcome to fly long distance We be on the beach with Weed Man Winston! Winston! Plus I'm the craziest thing out the United Kingdom [Chorus:] I bring my people through it, everything I Do You reckon me I fuck wid' you Ahhhaaa If you a snitchin' little bitch and you love Singin' to the blues Well this song wasn't made for you Ahhhaaa
I'm coming I'm coming For you Aaaahhaa I'm coming I'm coming For you [Outro:] I ain't even going in, I'm just fucking around They just words You know me I'd rather be singing my shit anyway You got kids motherfucker Pooomblayyy!