The first Irish rapper
To make it to number one
I don't worry bout the pressure
It's easy to overcome
I take precautions measures
In life it's got to be done
Every year is getting better
Some lottery I must've won
Every flow is getting better
You're listening while you run
Stayed away from the meta
That bullshit is overdone
Stop talking bout shankings
I send shots you'd probably run
You man ain't on no gang ting
Still living it in your mums
Tryna raise your funds
Get mummy out the trap
You got new garms and jewels
And your travelling the map
Don't forget about your mum
In her little council flat
If you don't care about prison
Then you're probably going back
I'm tryna speak the truth
I'm only talking facts
You were bad when you were younger
Now you should grow up, Relax
Just stay focused on the money
That you're making when you rap
You wont like what i'm saying
But i'm keeping you on track
Keeping you on this track
Why would you want to leave
You can make millions from rapping
Just like Skepta talking greaze
Bringing fire to the booth
Feels like a hundred degrees
But the ice it ain't melting
That's how you know its real freeze
I've been billing all day
This room could do with ferbreze
Got your girl with me here
She can't talk she's on her knees
Got more music coming
Can't question the quality
But they still try hate
They always be onto me
Breathe fire when i'm spitting
Not on my level bitch please
Life gave me lemons
And all of the juice I'll squeeze
I'll make it to the top
Make sure that you follow me
I will never be stopped
Not even by quarantine
I got more music coming
Can't question the quality
But they still try hate
They always be onto me
Breathe fire when i'm spitting
Not on my level bitch please
Life gave me lemons
And all of the juice I'll squeeze
The best Irish rapper
Can't question the quality
I need the respect
They need to acknowledge me
You know what I am
The greatest?
Quite possibly
To save you from looking
The top is where I'll be
Fell in love with music
It's the only thing I see
Always on my mind
How can i fall asleep
When I'm chasing goats
Like the Insomnia 3
I have to put in work
But this ain't work to me
This is what i want
This is where I wanna be
I'm not tryna act bad
I ain't no wannabe
Music is all that matters
The rest don't mean shit to me
Been following the patterns
Of the best in history
My musics versatile
Switch it up like I'm Drizzy
Can't stick to one style
Like JAY1, RussMB
Every song the same
They ain't really hits to me
When my first album drops
The rest is history
Keeping you on this track
Why would you want to leave
You can make millions from rapping
Just like Skepta talking greaze
Bringing fire to the booth
Feels like a hundred degrees
But the ice it ain't melting
That's how you know its real freeze
I've been billing all day
This room could do with ferbreze
Got your girl with me here
She can't talk she's on her knees
Got more music coming
Can't question the quality
But they still try hate
They always be onto me
Breathe fire when i'm spitting
Not on my level bitch please
Life gave me lemons
And all of the juice I'll squeeze
I'll make it to the top
Make sure that you follow me
I will never be stopped
Not even by quarantine
I got more music coming
Can't question the quality
But they still try hate
They always be onto me
Breathe fire when i'm spitting
Not on my level bitch please
Life gave me lemons
And all of the juice I'll squeeze
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The first Irish rapper
To make it to number one
I don't worry bout the pressure
It's easy to overcome
I take precautions measures
In life it's got to be done
Every year is getting better
Some lottery I must've won
Every flow is getting better
You're listening while you run
Stayed away from the meta
That bullshit is overdone
Stop talking bout shankings
I send shots you'd probably run
You man ain't on no gang ting
Still living it in your mums
Tryna raise your funds
Get mummy out the trap
You got new garms and jewels
And your travelling the map
Don't forget about your mum
In her little council flat
If you don't care about prison
Then you're probably going back
I'm tryna speak the truth
I'm only talking facts
You were bad when you were younger
Now you should grow up, Relax
Just stay focused on the money
That you're making when you rap
You wont like what i'm saying
But i'm keeping you on track
Keeping you on this track
Why would you want to leave
You can make millions from rapping
Just like Skepta talking greaze
Bringing fire to the booth
Feels like a hundred degrees
But the ice it ain't melting
That's how you know its real freeze
I've been billing all day
This room could do with ferbreze
Got your girl with me here
She can't talk she's on her knees
Got more music coming
Can't question the quality
But they still try hate
They always be onto me
Breathe fire when i'm spitting
Not on my level bitch please
Life gave me lemons
And all of the juice I'll squeeze
I'll make it to the top
Make sure that you follow me
I will never be stopped
Not even by quarantine
I got more music coming
Can't question the quality
But they still try hate
They always be onto me
Breathe fire when i'm spitting
Not on my level bitch please
Life gave me lemons
And all of the juice I'll squeeze
The best Irish rapper
Can't question the quality
I need the respect
They need to acknowledge me
You know what I am
The greatest?
Quite possibly
To save you from looking
The top is where I'll be
Fell in love with music
It's the only thing I see
Always on my mind
How can i fall asleep
When I'm chasing goats
Like the Insomnia 3
I have to put in work
But this ain't work to me
This is what i want
This is where I wanna be
I'm not tryna act bad
I ain't no wannabe
Music is all that matters
The rest don't mean shit to me
Been following the patterns
Of the best in history
My musics versatile
Switch it up like I'm Drizzy
Can't stick to one style
Like JAY1, RussMB
Every song the same
They ain't really hits to me
When my first album drops
The rest is history
Keeping you on this track
Why would you want to leave
You can make millions from rapping
Just like Skepta talking greaze
Bringing fire to the booth
Feels like a hundred degrees
But the ice it ain't melting
That's how you know its real freeze
I've been billing all day
This room could do with ferbreze
Got your girl with me here
She can't talk she's on her knees
Got more music coming
Can't question the quality
But they still try hate
They always be onto me
Breathe fire when i'm spitting
Not on my level bitch please
Life gave me lemons
And all of the juice I'll squeeze
I'll make it to the top
Make sure that you follow me
I will never be stopped
Not even by quarantine
I got more music coming
Can't question the quality
But they still try hate
They always be onto me
Breathe fire when i'm spitting
Not on my level bitch please
Life gave me lemons
And all of the juice I'll squeeze
To make it to number one
I don't worry bout the pressure
It's easy to overcome
I take precautions measures
In life it's got to be done
Every year is getting better
Some lottery I must've won
Every flow is getting better
You're listening while you run
Stayed away from the meta
That bullshit is overdone
Stop talking bout shankings
I send shots you'd probably run
You man ain't on no gang ting
Still living it in your mums
Tryna raise your funds
Get mummy out the trap
You got new garms and jewels
And your travelling the map
Don't forget about your mum
In her little council flat
If you don't care about prison
Then you're probably going back
I'm tryna speak the truth
I'm only talking facts
You were bad when you were younger
Now you should grow up, Relax
Just stay focused on the money
That you're making when you rap
You wont like what i'm saying
But i'm keeping you on track
Keeping you on this track
Why would you want to leave
You can make millions from rapping
Just like Skepta talking greaze
Bringing fire to the booth
Feels like a hundred degrees
But the ice it ain't melting
That's how you know its real freeze
I've been billing all day
This room could do with ferbreze
Got your girl with me here
She can't talk she's on her knees
Got more music coming
Can't question the quality
But they still try hate
They always be onto me
Breathe fire when i'm spitting
Not on my level bitch please
Life gave me lemons
And all of the juice I'll squeeze
I'll make it to the top
Make sure that you follow me
I will never be stopped
Not even by quarantine
I got more music coming
Can't question the quality
But they still try hate
They always be onto me
Breathe fire when i'm spitting
Not on my level bitch please
Life gave me lemons
And all of the juice I'll squeeze
The best Irish rapper
Can't question the quality
I need the respect
They need to acknowledge me
You know what I am
The greatest?
Quite possibly
To save you from looking
The top is where I'll be
Fell in love with music
It's the only thing I see
Always on my mind
How can i fall asleep
When I'm chasing goats
Like the Insomnia 3
I have to put in work
But this ain't work to me
This is what i want
This is where I wanna be
I'm not tryna act bad
I ain't no wannabe
Music is all that matters
The rest don't mean shit to me
Been following the patterns
Of the best in history
My musics versatile
Switch it up like I'm Drizzy
Can't stick to one style
Like JAY1, RussMB
Every song the same
They ain't really hits to me
When my first album drops
The rest is history
Keeping you on this track
Why would you want to leave
You can make millions from rapping
Just like Skepta talking greaze
Bringing fire to the booth
Feels like a hundred degrees
But the ice it ain't melting
That's how you know its real freeze
I've been billing all day
This room could do with ferbreze
Got your girl with me here
She can't talk she's on her knees
Got more music coming
Can't question the quality
But they still try hate
They always be onto me
Breathe fire when i'm spitting
Not on my level bitch please
Life gave me lemons
And all of the juice I'll squeeze
I'll make it to the top
Make sure that you follow me
I will never be stopped
Not even by quarantine
I got more music coming
Can't question the quality
But they still try hate
They always be onto me
Breathe fire when i'm spitting
Not on my level bitch please
Life gave me lemons
And all of the juice I'll squeeze
Writer: Kyle Sherlock
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid