Footsie - Paper Chase lyrics

[Hook: Dizzee] Who's riding? Who's riding? I'm on a paper chase, who's riding? Who's flying? Who's flying? I'm on a paper chase, who's flying? Who's shining? Who's shining? I'm on a paper chase, who's shining? Who's lying? Who's lying? I'm on a paper chase, who's lying? Who's riding? Who's riding? I'm on a paper chase, who's riding? Who's flying? Who's flying? I'm on a paper chase, who's flying? Who's shining? Who's shining? I'm on a paper chase, who's shining? Who's lying? Who's lying? I'm on a paper chase, who's riding? [Verse 1: Dizzee] Jetsetting in the place, cap over the hood Like I already should, I'm Hollywood Still back in the day, I never even knew I could Now it's foot in the door, it's all good You might say it's all gravy Putting in work, I'm not just a lazy 80s baby living crazy f** me, pay me or get out the way I'm like a broken TDK, you can't play me Only God can save me Therefore only God can restrain me Quite simply and plainly, f** the world, I'm Dick Cheney Arsehole, definitely maybe I'm shady with no overheads I just blow the wedge I wanna get some dap, I don't go to feds I'm like Simon says What I say is any booth gets put to bed, 'nough said [Hook: Dizzee] Who's riding? Who's riding? I'm on a paper chase, who's riding? Who's flying? Who's flying? I'm on a paper chase, who's flying? Who's shining? Who's shining? I'm on a paper chase, who's shining? Who's lying? Who's lying? I'm on a paper chase, who's lying? Who's riding? Who's riding? I'm on a paper chase, who's riding? Who's flying? Who's flying? I'm on a paper chase, who's flying? Who's shining? Who's shining? I'm on a paper chase, who's shining? Who's lying? Who's lying? I'm on a paper chase, who's riding? [Verse 2: Scrufizzer] Word on the road, girls wanna f** me n***as wanna rush me Everybody tryna go on like they're really gully It's funny, you man are bummy Chatting and rapping about how you're gunning with a snub You're a fool, you ain't no donny in the ends You're a dead man walking, don't put money on my head I won't let them trouble me again The next time I come around bucking up a skeng I'm ready to ride, ready to die like Machiavelli Sparta marching, causing a storm like Halle Berry Lines and rhymes, striking mine When I rap [?] They never thought I had it in me Peeps can't seem to stop my whole roster Seeking [?] posture The demon is scheming, but I'm never paid in white I keep aiming high, woop [Hook: Dizzee] Who's riding? Who's riding? I'm on a paper chase, who's riding? Who's flying? Who's flying? I'm on a paper chase, who's flying? Who's shining? Who's shining? I'm on a paper chase, who's shining? Who's lying? Who's lying? I'm on a paper chase, who's lying? Who's riding? Who's riding? I'm on a paper chase, who's riding? Who's flying? Who's flying? I'm on a paper chase, who's flying? Who's shining? Who's shining? I'm on a paper chase, who's shining? Who's lying? Who's lying? I'm on a paper chase, who's riding?