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Never gon' find me broke again Cop a brand new car with an open hand 'Cause the fingertip's got a spliff in it While I swerve on the road just to mix my drink I had crowds packed before you rapped We had lads stash gats before I spat I had flows like this when no one would I got hated before I was misunderstood Then the worked it out, what the Kers about I never had a bitch ever turn me down I put weed buds in my cube Smokin' spliffs in my jewellers Just got a brand new time piece She hate my music but she like me I got five-eights that'll fight mate That'll slice face and even life take Do this shit too easy House paid with old CDs That's boss shit, can't doubt that Top of the game but it's downpat We get G'd if it's hostile If you touch me, you got shot, style Ain't shit changed, still Kerser Still droppin' in like a surfer I'm too local to go global I'm too South-West with my vocals Letras de cancionesSome close calls when I'm stressed out Then I get high in a penthouse Worked hard for this top spot Here, talk tough [?] got, got Check the game on my king packed Yeah, Kers the reason they spit rap And that's big facts Ooh, try to hit me, you gon' miss me (Miss) Make you dizzy, I'm a stunner Do it how I wanna Yeah, you watched me blow up I run this shit for, oh, so long (Run it, run it) Ooh, watchin' me close 'cause you know that I got it (I got it) I get the bag and let them do the talkin' (Wow) I'll never give up 'cause I ain't got the option From the bottom, now I'm shinin' Never gon' find me stuck again They have suspects but I'm still sussin' them Got another cramp in my fuckin' hand 'Cause the jewels that I rock are too chunky, damn I got the seat back, I'm in shotgun I got a big spliff and I just popped some With a zip bag in the glove box Now my car smells like a bud spot Do you love Scott or just trust Scott? Said she love my eyes but they bloodshot Shush bitch, do the Kers With a famous bitch and she knew the words I got shades on but I'm indoors I shut shops down if I'm in store I put Grimshaw through a brick wall Had the media wantin' big wards I killed every letter from A to Z So I think I'm allowed to take a E Wait with me, yeah, I brag a lot 'Cause I came from the bottom and it hasn't stopped Picture me in like O-nine With a rhyme style that was so fine Blocked from the biz, had to go find And I held the weight on my own spine Back to the fact, I'm attackin' it mad And the rap is immaculate, passion in that So when I brag this and when I brag that It's the blood, sweat and tears that I drowned in lad What we gotta do, I'm a best kept stunner Better get that butter, it's a dead set summer There's more to me than the eye can see On the VIP, how you likin' me? Kers Ooh, try to hit me, you gon' miss me (Miss) Make you dizzy, I'm a stunner Do it how I wanna Yeah, you watched me blow up I run this shit for, oh, so long (Run it, run it) Ooh, watchin' me close 'cause you know that I got it (I got it) I get the bag and let them do the talkin' (Wow) I'll never give up 'cause I ain't got the option From the bottom, now I'm shinin' From Letras Mania