I don't like joe much but a real life

Catch me a buddy I do tracks for a hobbit

I push packs to the bubble got my plaques on a learica

Most of these so called drillers are soggin

I need more for me

I'm not sorry bad bee said that she's riding from it

Clyde and bunny she seen the diamonds on me

Said slow down I move too fast like the sirens on me

If I lived in london I think that I'd have the triding on me

It's all timing for me

I did my time while they're on me

Led for a under

Wanna give bread to my moms and I can't rest till I'm comfy

What did you say I'm sick of these zombies

Now my life's coffin put the bill in the rest of all on me

I just give them what they want from me

What you want from me

Consistency constantly play a song for me

It's not long for me

Like fiends get it onto me

Do you wanna look bad for the grammar

You want money

I'm not your a solo kid

You ever been extrapolate I'm boss kids locally

I don't know what's up with me

You can't really say that you grow not with me

If you didn't go catching

Me sold drugs for me

Would your whole guns for me

Low coke with me how you gonna smoke up with me

Post up with me

I'm post up a kid if you're not really rolling with me

I'm in the studio go and sell it bros them women

Like the phones not go and sell it

Look for my ears and broom god step to my own and bring it

Pressed in city but that jail there's all cold and shitty

And they rub me from

Propane said it got lost and impulse it to me d**k

You must be joking women

I ain't got shit I need o's and cleaned it

Get my man to fold this finger

Hope that lands in the hole of the wings are hoping with me

Wishing I mean jelly phone's broken

But partly I'm cheating cause she ain't spoken

To me come off my phone

I'm fucking get a f**k off my phone juttish

Don't like joe much but I real life catch me a body

I do tracks for a hobbit I push packs to the bobby

But my plaque's on the lord come most of these so

Called drillers a soggy

I need more for me I'm not sorry

Bad beats say that she's riding from it

Clad and bullet she seen the diamonds on me

Said slow down I move too fast like the soundrooms on me

If I lived in london

I think that I'd have the trident on me

It's all time in for me

I did my time while they on me led for a own day

God is wanna get bread to my mommy I can't

Still I'm confident what did you say

They support my thing on the come up

Well they hate and my thing

Now I came up back when I didn't have a whip

Took train up broke and I couldn't get sleep

I stayed up go get a shape up with my day day on

Ain't got my chain tucked w's up like

I might play able pool

I don't like joe much but I real life catch me a body

I do tracks for a hobby I push packs to the bobby

But my plaque's on the lord

Come most of these so called drillers

A soggy I need more for me I'm not sorry

Baby said that she's riding from it

Clyde and bunny

She seen the diamonds on me said slow down

I move too fast like the sirens on me

If I lived in london

I think that add up the trident on me

It's all time in for me

I did my time while they on me led for a own day

God just wanna get bread to my mumsy

I can't rest till I'm comfort what did you say

For these zombies