Next Up Lyrics

Gimme that attention

But I don't wana a tag or a mention

I'm not the one ya see bragging or flexin, spit hard bars

To be honest, these days

I'm tryna figure out what achieve plays

Dynamic been about and I've seen praise

But I wana get the clout and my P's raised

You in and out of this weak phase

I can blend my sound to the beats waves

Don't pretend I'm down with the teens

I'm underground but I found how to appease so this scousers appeal stays

Yeah, study what's hot

You only wana listen if somebody got shot

Brah, coming for the opp

Put ya body in a box like Roddy at the top spot

Nah, it's not that

You only wana listen if a thot got her booty in the back

Watch it clap

As a lyricist maybe am being bitter a little bit

Facts, and am not in the trap

I just watch and sit back

You push product to get cash

Profit I get past what you collect lad

Cha-ching, money in the bag

Ocean's fourteen put me in the cast

Not Oceans nine with a woman who can act

I wana be Chummy with Matt and buddies with Brad

Success coming in fast

See meteorite watch it fully impact

See me in the night, in the summer can't catch

These people can't fight, but their run I cant match

I'm feeling so light, but I pull with large lats

All the people know am bright but these bars gotta dark patch

Even though am nice am hard for a smart ass

Feelin cold as ice and your heart it can't last

Sip the whiskey, from a large glass

Mr pretty, chillin at the bar smashed

If it's risky, gimme any hard task

If I wish to be the sickest it'll be a hard graft

I look to be busy, dropping tracks

Someone this tricky you ain't stopping lad

Putting my city on the map

That's why these rappers don't follow back

Eventually I will overlap, you don't even know the path

I'm growing but I know I lack so am holding back

Like a grapple on the mat, I don't choke I snap

Wrote this and I had a smoke, two tokes, every five minutes

Just to get the style as I ride and I vibe with it

If am feelin tired I decide to lower the dose

Take time with the rhymes in it

Yeah, if am feelin fine I can liven it

You lazy, music, you got time for it

Bird on your side and ya ride her dick

I tell mine, we'll be fine so be quiet, I got fire to spit

And when I blow up I'll take her tiffany's and buy her shit

Any diamonds she can be the bride

As long as she fine with the fact I'm providing hits

Yeah uk lad, in a vip Vegas pad

Three years it'll take which ain't that bad

Let me take that back, like daylight savin, shave the time a bit

Yeah usa backed, ama do what they ask

My music not doing great past

Liverpool they ain't gassed for the new wave

Surfing the web for the highest played grime is lit but

Drive round with the windows down

Pull up to my business with this on loud

Somebody will witness this but I don't give a shit, am still so proud yeah

Put it on ya system

Pull up to the lights look right I wonder if they listen

Luckily am different

I'll reign but I'll also keep it Sonny like Liston

Find a pot to piss in put my fist in

Extract the cash in an instant, make my own path

No body told jones to hold back

No one control me, no remote lad

Grew up as a lone wolf, alone at home

Start writing my rhymes in a note pad

No friends checkin on me so

Everyday I wrote in private I was so bad

Rapping on msn messenger, copied Eminem, his style I would clone that

Didn't really figure out the rhythm for a while I was slow

But I done it with a smile I was so glad

Trial and error, never quit

Ask for advice get better and grow fast

Combine together my clever wit

And the precise level of pressure to blow am so gassed

Gimme that attention

But I don't wana a tag or a mention

I'm not the one ya see bragging or flexin

Spit hard bars, let my swag do the rest then

Gimme that attention

But I don't wana a tag or a mention

I'm not the one ya see bragging or flexin

Spit hard bars, let my swag do the rest then