Hear Me Out ft. Vacatixn & Sheikah Lyrics

As we proceed

To give you what you need

As we desire to take you higher

With the fire that you require

Let the games begin

They try take man for dogshit

They must've forgot

Me and my bruddas are on tings

Just know that we got this

If he ever moves toxic

We'll hold his mum hostage

Then his dad's getting drop kicked

My mind is like the plot, I've never lost it

Real nigga shit, this isn't cheesy like Wotsits

Kicking down doors, I don't need no locksmith

Raised in the jungle, you would think I'm adopted

By some gorillas, monkeys or chimpanzees

Bare tings ah gwan as I creep through the backstreets

Life isn't fare like the price of a taxi

I'm with serious soldiers, serious athletes

And we're running for the M's no logo for Mac D's

Keep your head down, lay low and just stack P's

Coming with the tools, courtesy of Stanley

Ticklish but this one don't tickle my fancy

Before they attack me

It gets interesting

Dream more, sleep less, no time for resting

Coming from a place where there's no happy endings

Just a couple burnt bridges and a death wish

If she's not a pengting

I'm not interested

if there was sex appeal

And she wasn't a deadting

Would you risk it for a chocolate biscuit?

I'd probably go bareback for a pack of digestives

Fuck all of that

No more local cuisine

Tell an A&R to put me on the scene

I guarantee

I'll make somebody scream

They'll probably faint when they see my whole team

My flow so smooth, sometimes I give it a clean

They think this is all I got, I'm like what do you mean

We're just getting started, there's so much you've not seen

You think I wanna spend my life shotting to fiends

I am not a machine

I am a leader

Connected to geezers

With a nine millimeter

I've been a schemer

Dreamer and a cleaner

Flirting with Mona way before I knew Lisa

Back on my bullshit

I stay recording

I'm not the cool kid

That you lot went to school with

You don't want smoke, can you even afford it

Don't make me get old school like some history courses

Or Egyptian sources

I put my all in

Swoosh swoosh

That's the sound of me balling

This rapping ting's light work

I think it's my calling

No I don't say much

Let the songs do the talking

Know that I take risks

I must be the bravest

The people in my ends look at me like I ain't shit

But I still make hits

I still create shit

I'm sitting in a room with a spliff getting faded

These rappers are faking

They're not educated

I'm better than them, I got the guts to say this

I can switch the flows up, these bitches go nuts

And from this day forth they begin to show love

This pain was so tough the game is so rough

That these players are thinking they control us

I'm hungry in a place of thirsty fools

This is business but I took it personal

You can't ring the number, you gotta earn the call

I've been sitting on the bench but I deserve to ball

Timeout

Timeout timeout timeout

Okay

I wanna make a substitution if that's cool

Basically, I'm gonna come off

But the guy who's coming on

He's as good as me

But what he's gonna do is that

He's gonna take it

Take it to the stage

Imma thank God before I blaze

Because my talent never really went to waste

Cos my mother raised me up inna this world

To never get in with the jakes

This is life and we done spotted all the fakes

I'm just out here doing what it takes

Putting rappers in their place

See the only thing that matters ain't the pay

It's more about the legacy I gave

With my lyrics getting played

And dilemma putting fear up in your face

Joke man

Really hope you quote man

I just wanna live up in a world

Where a brother see himself and he's saying

I ain't really Tryna poke man

She saw I was my own man

Then begged me for a feeling of the romance

So I said come and hold man

And let me show you how the truth moves

Trouble was he had you playing blues clues

Messing with the girl I overheard he made her hurt

And gave her loose screws

Now I see the fellas wanna move rude

Cos I just want a queen to take back home

Someone to say V we don't back loans

You just wanna breed, get her back blown

Now this a repeat of a bad home

I'm sorry you ain't changing

But I got different goals of re-arranging

I got different foes are steady hating

I guess we both rapping for the P's

But today we out here painting

We did this on our own so there ain't no need debating

Me and Mister Richie just creating and stating

I'm racing

Until you hear me out

I'm spitting bars till you hear me out

We just working hard tryna last on the weary route

Better than ours, I sincerely doubt

Yeah yeah yeah

Hear me out

I'm spitting bars till you hear me out

We just working hard tryna last on the weary route

Better than ours, I sincerely doubt

Yeah

Hear me out, I'm spitting bars till you hear

You know what, never mind

We got the win

You know

We got the three points

But right now

We need to focus on

Where we stand at the season

Cos you know we're Tryna go

Champions League in this ting and whatnot

You know

It's not about the win

It's about where we stand

At the end of the season