you wouldn't get it Lyrics

Kicks came free but these crepes weren't gifted

True say I ain't had the perfect run with these funds but I gotta live life so I blissed it

Back out my bars they missed it

And

I've linked a couple girls with the fattest of yards

But true say this darg weren't thrifted

Hop on the beat with mischief

I look at my goals in awe

Diss me imma show you the door

If things don't work then it's back to the floor

Don't speak just manage your business

I bang gym like I beef with fitness

Did this

Shit ain't a joke can't kid this

Mo stackin' for this year that's (litness)

They said I came far

Watch me set the bar

Nobody can touch it

Soon up you can't bluff it

Hit then I buss it

But back to the subject

One take but I fucked it

They say that I lucked it

Soon up you can't bluff it

Hit then I buss it

But back to the subject

Mans 2 0 now

And bruddas try cramp my style

Wow

Buzzed like Simon cowell

Mans buzzed so the beat goes wild

Like Niggas know bout mans smile

And I ain't heard from him in a while

But I couldn't care less if he's riled

Spat on the track now the gyal dem call me a hero

And I can't complain cos more-time I was feelin like a zero

And I'm coolin' with the guys like a drink from Cafe Nero

And soon I'll be up there killing all these bills like Beatrix Kiddo

Kwakz on the beat I shell it

Cash for these tracks no credit

I said it

You get it

I spit rhymes like Etrigan

So don't try flex on man

Story's 6 sides like hexagon

These guys on spice no mexican

You know that my rise is perplexing 'em

Goin' up to notts that's treks again

Some days been rain but I wish for a spell

Like, what's wrong with priti patel?

She be beefin her self so well

Nuttin' ain't changed I got shows to sell

Like

Couple guys movin plastic

I ain't with it i say farewell

Kwakz on the beat I shell