[Intro:]
Bonkaz
Mmm
Freestyles are just fun and sh**
Hmm
[Verse 1:]
Wheres the game at? I heard we own it now
Been behind the scene, working hard
Left them boys to just hold it down, but thats over now
We had to take that
Run with it, we stole that sh**
We've been planning this like Abramovich, now we coming in for that ownership
I got a bunch of flows and they borrowed them without asking
Had a bunch of hoes and I just locked of like four of them for my darkskin
They wanna war again but I'm laughing
Sweep the floor with them like I'm Jeffery
And their girlfriends are so jarring, I'll take all of them cos they'll let me
You wanna bet me n***a, you'll lose your girl and you'll lose your p's and you'll be broke and lonely
Whole team make big cake, you can keep the jam rolly polly
Ain't got the time, I got a few dreams, we the leaders of the new scene
They rap about my life, I see it live like Ustream
Can't talk about rap sk**, man they can't rap like me, my g, I've been in the coldest
Mash work on the ends, doing dirt in the ends, my g, I've been the culprit
More time I just listen to pop nowadays cos most these MCs are bogus
My listen to RnB with your babes and roll to some Teedra Moses
Like yeah brudda
Man are talking sh** I dont care brudda, rumors in the air get them cleared up
Them shooters are prepared and their geared up
My shoes you wouldn't wear thats what fear does
I got flows and that, every single one so cold and that
Beef with [?] there ain't a easy day, theres just one way out like a cul-de-sac
Never see them boys anywhere, I swear I only see them on songs
Put like five flows on one tune, its bonkz featuring bonkz
sh**, I might pay myself for a track or something, blaze the L from a pack or something
Soon as I'm done working hard I might take your girl round the map or something
Creep the street in the seat when I'm lurking
Spent all my teens in the beef like a gherkin
Man turnt tickle me for a little pee, turnt delly for the belly like please let me jerk him
Keys to the yard, I want keys to the german
Beef in my heart, its deep, but I'm learning
I love that I came from the hood, its all good but Im trying to change and the streets are a burden!
I dont really care what they think of Taylor, think Im weird or they think Im crazy
Had me in the box like a incubator, them times there I was just a baby
They think of me while I think of paper, LV on my face them n***as shady
Never seen nobody make insta paper, but anyone I ever give a pictures pays me
Skinny jeans [?] made them n***as chat
Might spit three times [?]
Just to get into your thick head
I ain't tryna be like these n***as, ak
I don't wanna dress like them
Picking head, looking stressed like them
Man i was ripping tools when i was still in school
Swear to god, im not impressed by them
Yeah, ive seen a n***a turn k**er, nicked turn singer you should of been a Westlife then
If i ever need a little money for a dinger or a spinner, I ain't gonna beg my friend
Step out my [?]notted
In the blazer and shoes
Put your hand in my pocket
You be making the news, don't hate on my crew
Don't compare Stormzy to anybody
I compare Air-Force shoes in every [?]
Anyone to tell me that i'm next
The only ones im believing feel like everybody else is telling stories
I got my life in my lyrics
All these spitters are boring
My contract got 500 minutes
Its cause i ain't with the talking, my n***as all brawling
For real