[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