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(GX) Longevity flow, it's making niggas pray for my demise I'm the only one who had his eyes on the prize They make a bit of money now they're thinking that we're size I'll rather be overrated and overpaid than whatever you are Look, I came from the sewer Big Mike made new rules like Dua That's me, Rach, Twin, Koob, Ayesh and Akua I don't think I've spat a word truer And if I have I can't remember Bruh let it render 4K HD vision like Wenger Think you're tough 'til you get your bubble burst Like I just revealed the gender, hmm I kill the game, I'm a serial offender I'm old school like Coki and Benga Psalms 35 so I send it back to sender (Woo) I was the flavour of the month now I'm the flavour of the decade Get in your head like a headache I'm on your neck like a love bite Skatty like a pub fight Old school killers that I hug tight They hate niggas but they love Mike Bit of footy with a Bud Light If you're a grass, man are hopping out with slugs, it's a bug's life Letras de cancionesI don't come much but I come nice They were hoping that it jams but it bangs like mum's rice I need cheese like a bun slice Brand new kettle for a dumb price Lil' man, this ain't a Breitling If I told you what it cost, it'll probably be a bit unsettling Could've been an engineer in the Shetlands Now man are solid in the field like Declan I was made in the Manor Yeah, I'm old school, man, I used to mash works with a spanner Now I roll dice with Tara and Savannah Told my main chick, "Saint Kitts or Guyana" Sorry babe, I don't use Skyscanner Call Big Trev, that's a certified planner Still lil' Mike, just litter and whammer She don't really understand my London grammar But she loves all my lingo Papz got me jumping out the sexy fish window Ah, what a life Real ghetto yout, I know struggle and strife But I've gotten very used to these Dubai nights I got purpose Old school Norbury like Marissa and Kurtis We grew up in a circus I've been robbed And I robbed too but I've never robbed purses It's deep if you scratch at the surface Iyt I don't ask what's the damage 'Cah I'm sure that it didn't do damage Haha, oh well, we can manage With my two fists, ask Flipz, I'm a savage I used to pray for some dough Now I pray for a God-sent marriage And a patch for my cabbage Before she arrives, I'm unloading my baggage So to my future wife, "You gon' get the whole package" Longevity flows, they can't believe that I'm still lit (Brap) I'm still lit when I feel shit (Brap) I can't quit 'cah I feel fit You can get smoked like a billed spliff Niggas think they're funny but I'm— Niggas think they're smooth but I'm Hitch Rappers wanna chat, we can scrap just to prove you're a bitch I ain't with the talking, I just switch Niggas wanna laugh but the joke's on you 'cah I'm— Longevity flow, hmm It's making niggas pray for my demise I'm the only one who had his eyes on the prize They make a bit of money now they're thinking that we're size I'll rather be overrated and overpaid than whatever you are Look, I came from the sewer Big Mike made new rules like Dua That's me, Rach, Twin, Koob, Ayesh and Akua From Letras Mania