JME - 2 + 2 x 2 lyrics

[Hook x4] Me and my mandem are making paper we don't care about you Wanna k** him better k** me too It's so easy like two plus two [Verse 1: Skepta] My circle's tight like a virgin All I ask is keep it G with me If you've got a problem speak to me Never link none of my exes secretly If it's beef with you, then it's beef with me So if I die by the gun And you don't wanna ride out - don't tweet rest in peace for me I treat all the mandem equally Beef, they know that I'm backing Cause I ain't really into talking, b**h, I love the action Yeah, he's not about that life, man catch him in traffic I'll manually drag him out of his automatic Two man sitting on a wall Two man playing two touch with a ball One man with a lighter trying to light a spliff, while the other man's taking a pull That's my mandem Think you're a badboy? Try jack them I don't give a sh** blud, I'll slap them Thought you was a big man? Fight back then Them man are p**y'oles, got no balls You can see that I get money even when I don't rob no j**els Man chatting sh** on my timeline, that I don't like So I report spam and I block those fools I don't care about badman, f** them k**ers You've got a name on the road but you ain't got nice figures? Us man are some catwalk n***as [Hook x4] [Verse 2: KJ] Yo, I was born in this cold cold world, now I'm walking Down this long long road, yeah it's hard in the hood Chest and bone, real life fam, not no TV show It's a London ting, fighter glow Nine to five if you get no dough When I spit it's always deep bars and flows Like Skeppy said, you can't be the average Joe Let me tell you how we roll North London through any bits, fam, we'll stroll Got a team behind us that keep it cold Real from head to toe, not from West Through South Through Leytonstone Catch with Shorty or Frisco North London, we keep it grown Small but road, real, that's how we roll A Boy Better Know [Verse 3: Frisco] Light up the cheese, inhale, exhale, then I'm screaming f** these n***as Might see me say "wagwan" when I see them but the truth is I don't trust these n***as Vroom, vroom when I swing by, damn right I'm a big fry Add an "s" to that, well in fact they can't spin high Stay true to my mandem and have never been a sideman I will never snake my mandem, try violate my mandem The last thing you will see is IC, I don't care about none of your mandem And when you're looking at my mandem try know you're looking at more than a crew And if you get out of line, pumps and kicks, you will hold more than a few [Verse 4: Jme] Even when you're broke, you've got more money than sense Don't roll with no funny-man friends Us man tryin'a get rich, since 05, I gave up tryin'a get hench Man's got nothing to hide, don't keep sh** bottled up inside Instead of fighting each other, we fight the pride If there's a problem nobody has to ask if a next man's down The same guys on the mic will cause mayhem in a next man's town If one of us gets caught and ends up in court and they try send man down This ain't X-Factor but man's definitely going to the judges house [Verse 5: Shorty] So many Snakes, so many fakes, you better mind out who you roll with I love my people, yeah they know this You can't trust nobody in Showbiz Girls do anything to get noticed, man talking sh** to my closest Now the circles tight cos we closed it, I don't wanna see a new face when I roll in We're the best, the man have been cloning Who's doing it like this unsigned? See your real friends there when it's crunch time, I bet I'm punching yours if you punch mine I bet I'm making more than you dumb guys , Some man are not sure with the punchlines If you're talking war then it's gun crime, light up your face like sunshine [Verse 6: Jammer]