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Preditah Ding-ding-ding! Man in Meridian, I mean man with gwop Man try diss my whip? Two days later, they wanna swap Not really down with the trance and pop I know man that will come to your dance and chop Greatest hits, greatest hits, platinum chair? Greatest sits This game will be dead, if the greatest quits I can see nerves, when the greatest spits You can ask Jamie, Commercial Road, wow There's another commercial sold And I came through with a commercial load How you gonna stand on road with no fixed abode You must be breaking the code How you gonna move into greatness without the skill Back in Meridian, I had a mill Now it's like, everybody nil Somebody's gonna get live, next thing you know Everybody skrill, yeah Don't come to my door start raising tones I will start raising chromes One to your shoulder, one to your toes I mean, straps that are bigger than Tobz Came from a town of afros, not any combs Tottenham to Manny, President roams Letras de cancionesYeah I got ice, yeah I got cream, not any cones Now we got man, wanna spy on drones Ding-ding-ding! One punch, shout out to my dons in cunch But just like K.A, that ain't the ting man does In hindsight, there's so many paths that I could've taken Coulda took, coulda tooken Coulda got jook, coulda jooken Fam, I didn't wanna blaze no spliff and definitely didn't wanna snort no sniff I wanted to kick ball, but man was shit Mandem getting locked away, boydem weren't fucking about I said to myself like your boy DJ Akademiks, "I'm out!" Have you ever been on a big screen on main stage eating bare grapes and chucked them I will never leave this sick team, know it's family, BBK, I love them Remember please, that this was a dream when I was a little teen writing my name in the dungeon I was 17, spitting 16's in N15 for teenagers in London We ain't the same, man watched [?] and actioned it the same day Been through pain, got evicted, Mum had to stay with Auntie Elaine Now it's all changed, now loss of life is the only meaning of pain Think it's a game? Man shut down Wireless and parked the whip backstage Pull up the tune, I make the Tesla pull up on the drive Neighbours stare like look at this goon No matter where I reside, man's from T just like 32 Man's from T just like two, three Man's from T just like two, two Man's from T just like NT You're so slow, let me explain if you don't know That's Wretch, Cas, Cell and Frisco You can't test man from this postcode New school G's tryna buy success Too much spending, not enough winning Stunting online living that fake life Too many photos, not enough living What? No Boy Better I stay cold in more ways than ever I wear shorts and T-shirts whether or not it's shorts and T-shirts weather I don't wanna chat, bare man tryna make eye contact Man wanna latch, like say we go way back, asking, "Where's Wiley at?" God knows, keep me away from these fassyoles We all commute on the same roads Man don't care 'bout gang or bro Man try run up on me, ten toes? You'll be limping home, eight toes V-gang yeah, so no beef but corn on the curb so everybody knows Hmm? Bars From Letras Mania