Jaykae - #TrendSetter - P110 lyrics

[Intro: Jaykae] P110. Trendsetter Buisness Jaykae, Froggy EP out now Make sure you go f**in' get that Brum Life out soon, Big up my Small Heath mandem [Verse: Jaykae] Nah nah nah nah, that's not me Cause I'm putting my city on the map properly Can't rap properly Talk about clash but they're not coming out like Black Ops 3 (that's a myth) Just accept you want none of it, f** it Spin your whole crew for the fun of it One 16 bar I'm Stone Cold Stunning it Somebody ask somebody who's running it Who's running our, who's running our scene? It's 2014, I'm ahead of your team But I had big man scared of our team If you don't know Jaykae, where have you been? Shook off a next man, that's not me R.I.P. Depzman, that's my G Interview rooms with their CCTV But I'm telling them man that's not me Like 2014, i'm ahead of your team Heard Big Un's know me, I get em all in Nan Ain't getting better on her morphine And my mum tell's me go and chase your dream Let me tell them again 2010 Couple fake friends, they ain't round me again Got my back and I'm down to the end Yeah this year look when he's outta the pen (OH Yeahhhh) They never expected this what the bossman is back I was chilling for a bit now i've got to react I got fans telling me they was locked in .... (??) It's time to go in now not to relax I think breaktime's over Damm right I felt Froggy so I got on the track It's time to throw down couple crops in the flats Smoking weed in the back of the whip with the windows down so i'm covered in ash Thanking God i'm not one of those kids who was held back in life just because of his past Can you imagine that?, I must be going mad in fact The grime scene's over here right now and don't let them know when they can have it back I got, 300,000 views in a month Can't tell me sh** man i do what i want Miss pa**ing my n***a twos on a blunt When Depz died i realised who was a c*nt 2Real (Yeah), do you wanna leave do you want a job? Right now i'm with music man but i still show man what to do with a pot Trust me don't say a word Jaykae's smoking a whole day of herb Don't lie about things if you know they occurred Cah we don't respect that sh** If i'm not with my fam then i'm with my fam Just know that I can't be stopped Them man are praying for fame and fortune While i'm just praying that i don't get locked Right now I wanna thank God that i'm still breathin' If I want her, the she will leave Him M.O.B, make a mil' season If you wanna war me, have a real reason Wanna diss me? Then get yourself beaten Right now I really want Michelle Keegan Can't get a job?.. Well I'll sell weed then There's nothing by the rules you can tell me I beg somebody stops me, Before they lock me If you're gonna come for me come for me properly Yeah that WAS me, and THAT'S NOT ME Big ballers, want it? die hotly... Can't make 6ft man feel smaller When I was a yout' used to eat my broccoli For all the man who never faith in me Yo, don't say nothing just watch me I'm the Grime Scene's hooligan Cause I know wa-gwarn' if i'm new to em' (wa-gwarn' = what's going on) Fam never get short like a nutriment And bare dicks, that's tight, no lubricant But they're flows weak Overly Slim, yeah yeah, don't speak Cah' i'm known as a King Stay there cos you're cheap Put holes in you're skin And I SWEAR, it's peak if I go to the gym Dapz is a G, so i'm rollin' with him We don't believe one word you say Bout my job? on the curb's where I stay My man are more fly than birds on a plane You got a bright idea? No lighting bulb, nah... You don't want me and my lad here to come drive to Wolves... Yo.. Yeah man-are from brum trust man about trust man are bout this life Know what you are, but you're down, wee-size Might get 'chewed' on a Rowntrees vibe Keep your mouth shut when you're round these guys Small Heath, we got Big Balls Shotguns and nuff pistols Rottweilers and Pit bulls You're not dead, but you're wanting a 'quick cause' (OH YEAHHH) Life that i'm livin' is greaze Won't stop now til' i'm swimming in P's Man look at me like my life's blessed But trust me it's not as sick as it seems Pa** me the haze! Sick of this cheese Mind of a man, throw brick or his piece Nightmare sh**, no liqorice dreams And the strap, so there's more than a rip in his Jeans It's greaze p**y... Dun Kno!...