Lately i been in my bag
If i said it already ill say it again
Yo, you know i live south of the thames
Yes, watch who your calling your friends
I didn't need no one to show me grammar
I had to learn theres dots in the endz
We had to turn from boys to men
Ments
Driving a Benz from serving to Ben
Little man better pick up your head
The place that i'm from yea the rules get bent
She wanna call not text
Thats cos the see me less
Yea its 0 out of Ten if you run out of bread
You better go run up a check
Talk on your name better add up respect
There ain't nothing left when you end up
Look
If we keeping it real i don't think these man can be better than me
If we keep it a hundred i think thats numbers they ain't never seen
I'm tryna go places they ain't never reached
Im tryna put pinky's inside of these jeans
My first show i just shell it for free
Now my last show they upping the fee
My brother never owe me jack
Ironic, he do it for free
Matrimony if the topic is Lizzie
Cos i think that she married to me
I hate the word poor but ill take the P
The double O R cos i'm well out of reach
You gotta risk freedom to get some peace
Lately i been in my bag
If i said it already, ill say it again
Yo, you know i live south of the thames
Yes, watch who your calling your friends
I didn't need no one to show me grammar
I had to learn theres dots in the endz
We had to turn from boys to men
Ments
Driving a Benz from serving to Ben
Little man better pick up your head
The place that i'm from yea the rules get bent
She wanna call not text
Thats cos the see me less
Yea its 0 out of ten if you run out of bread
You better go run up a check
Talk on your name better add up respect
There aint nothing left
Me I nor lek Palava
You can keep that drama
Stay far back from Wahala
I body this verse into parts
I feel like i'm Jeffrey Dahmer
I had to move smarter
My bro used to walk with a cane
I feel like i'm Monet Tejada
I feel like the girls came faster
When the kid got harder
Now they say hey like Arthur
Wish she felt tip like marker
No Maury, I'm the father
You're a talker, not a grafter
Lately my chance been larger
And thats cos the pen got sharper
Lately i been in my bag
If i said it already ill say it again
Yo, you know i live south of the thames
Yes, watch who your calling your friends
I didn't need no one to show me grammar
I had to learn theres dots in the endz
We had to turn from boys to men
Ments
Driving a Benz from serving to Ben
Little man better pick up your head
The place that im from yea the rules get bent
She wanna call not text
Thats cos the see me less
Yea its 0 out of Ten if you run out of bread
You better go run up a check
Talk on your name better add up respect
There ain't nothing left when you end up
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Lately i been in my bag
If i said it already ill say it again
Yo, you know i live south of the thames
Yes, watch who your calling your friends
I didn't need no one to show me grammar
I had to learn theres dots in the endz
We had to turn from boys to men
Ments
Driving a Benz from serving to Ben
Little man better pick up your head
The place that i'm from yea the rules get bent
She wanna call not text
Thats cos the see me less
Yea its 0 out of Ten if you run out of bread
You better go run up a check
Talk on your name better add up respect
There ain't nothing left when you end up
Look
If we keeping it real i don't think these man can be better than me
If we keep it a hundred i think thats numbers they ain't never seen
I'm tryna go places they ain't never reached
Im tryna put pinky's inside of these jeans
My first show i just shell it for free
Now my last show they upping the fee
My brother never owe me jack
Ironic, he do it for free
Matrimony if the topic is Lizzie
Cos i think that she married to me
I hate the word poor but ill take the P
The double O R cos i'm well out of reach
You gotta risk freedom to get some peace
Lately i been in my bag
If i said it already, ill say it again
Yo, you know i live south of the thames
Yes, watch who your calling your friends
I didn't need no one to show me grammar
I had to learn theres dots in the endz
We had to turn from boys to men
Ments
Driving a Benz from serving to Ben
Little man better pick up your head
The place that i'm from yea the rules get bent
She wanna call not text
Thats cos the see me less
Yea its 0 out of ten if you run out of bread
You better go run up a check
Talk on your name better add up respect
There aint nothing left
Me I nor lek Palava
You can keep that drama
Stay far back from Wahala
I body this verse into parts
I feel like i'm Jeffrey Dahmer
I had to move smarter
My bro used to walk with a cane
I feel like i'm Monet Tejada
I feel like the girls came faster
When the kid got harder
Now they say hey like Arthur
Wish she felt tip like marker
No Maury, I'm the father
You're a talker, not a grafter
Lately my chance been larger
And thats cos the pen got sharper
Lately i been in my bag
If i said it already ill say it again
Yo, you know i live south of the thames
Yes, watch who your calling your friends
I didn't need no one to show me grammar
I had to learn theres dots in the endz
We had to turn from boys to men
Ments
Driving a Benz from serving to Ben
Little man better pick up your head
The place that im from yea the rules get bent
She wanna call not text
Thats cos the see me less
Yea its 0 out of Ten if you run out of bread
You better go run up a check
Talk on your name better add up respect
There ain't nothing left when you end up
If i said it already ill say it again
Yo, you know i live south of the thames
Yes, watch who your calling your friends
I didn't need no one to show me grammar
I had to learn theres dots in the endz
We had to turn from boys to men
Ments
Driving a Benz from serving to Ben
Little man better pick up your head
The place that i'm from yea the rules get bent
She wanna call not text
Thats cos the see me less
Yea its 0 out of Ten if you run out of bread
You better go run up a check
Talk on your name better add up respect
There ain't nothing left when you end up
Look
If we keeping it real i don't think these man can be better than me
If we keep it a hundred i think thats numbers they ain't never seen
I'm tryna go places they ain't never reached
Im tryna put pinky's inside of these jeans
My first show i just shell it for free
Now my last show they upping the fee
My brother never owe me jack
Ironic, he do it for free
Matrimony if the topic is Lizzie
Cos i think that she married to me
I hate the word poor but ill take the P
The double O R cos i'm well out of reach
You gotta risk freedom to get some peace
Lately i been in my bag
If i said it already, ill say it again
Yo, you know i live south of the thames
Yes, watch who your calling your friends
I didn't need no one to show me grammar
I had to learn theres dots in the endz
We had to turn from boys to men
Ments
Driving a Benz from serving to Ben
Little man better pick up your head
The place that i'm from yea the rules get bent
She wanna call not text
Thats cos the see me less
Yea its 0 out of ten if you run out of bread
You better go run up a check
Talk on your name better add up respect
There aint nothing left
Me I nor lek Palava
You can keep that drama
Stay far back from Wahala
I body this verse into parts
I feel like i'm Jeffrey Dahmer
I had to move smarter
My bro used to walk with a cane
I feel like i'm Monet Tejada
I feel like the girls came faster
When the kid got harder
Now they say hey like Arthur
Wish she felt tip like marker
No Maury, I'm the father
You're a talker, not a grafter
Lately my chance been larger
And thats cos the pen got sharper
Lately i been in my bag
If i said it already ill say it again
Yo, you know i live south of the thames
Yes, watch who your calling your friends
I didn't need no one to show me grammar
I had to learn theres dots in the endz
We had to turn from boys to men
Ments
Driving a Benz from serving to Ben
Little man better pick up your head
The place that im from yea the rules get bent
She wanna call not text
Thats cos the see me less
Yea its 0 out of Ten if you run out of bread
You better go run up a check
Talk on your name better add up respect
There ain't nothing left when you end up
Writer: Ibrahim Bangura
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