What It Is Video (MV)

I'm the kid your mumma told you don't play with
I'm the same kid that everybody hated
But I made it
It's outrageous
I was flamers before I was famous
Deadly and dangerous
Young tugs wanna step in my trainers
Ain't no regular statement
I be destined for greatness
Road's not for everyone
Black leathers on
Tryna leave your head on the pavement
All I need is a crib wid a basement
Every three months it's givin' me flavours
But I got no patience
Don't shit where you live
So I might try robbin' my neighbours
Bag full of notes
Pack for the motes
Used to sit in my
Never mind, now I'm flippin' the pages
I ain't hit a mission in ages
No excuses like I'm runnin' wid Eamonn
In the studio late night, my kinda trainin'
Can't f*ck wid me and f*ck wid the pagans
Lose lips had me stuck in the station
Astaghfirullah, I ain't f*ckin' wid bacon
Top chef, don't mek me get blood on my apron
Crazy how life changes, now my life's amazing
Swap my energy for currency, that's what I call tradin'
They think I been vacant
I ain't got time for vacation
Since I got the PS5, I ain't played PlayStation
I been gainin'
Maintainin'
Earnin' and learnin'
Steady swervin' the vermin
I cop a crib in her name
Before I give her a Birkin
Drive Paris in the German
Shop Italian in France
I ain't even the balance in the bank
I just made another mil
I'll be real, think I gotta find another bank
They in love with the gang
Nuttin but champs in the camp
I been fresh way before I came fresh out the tank
I feel to run up in and done the dance
I gave a chance
Forget my jeans, don't make me get blood on my hands
I made a couple mil from a deal
So what's a couple hundred grand?
But it ain't about the money, I had love for your mans
Can't slow me down or f*ck wid the plans
I ain't wanna drop, was waitin' for the videos to land
Game in my hand, I stay in command
Now I don't trust a soul, I feel so prang
Me against the world, I feel like Pac
Probably shoulda did that track wid Strandz

I feel like Big Mike, this is what I mean
I feel like Giggs, zero tolerance for neeks
I feel like Mist, too many RIPs and frees
Rest in peace the real, free my Gs
Bleed the streets, they believe in Meekz
I don't mean to preach, I thought I needed peace
But I need a piece
I don't know about vegan, give me the beef

I feel like Big Mike, this is what I mean
I feel like Giggs, zero tolerance for neeks
I feel like Mist, too many RIPs and frees
Rest in peace the real, free my Gs
Bleed the streets, they believe in Meekz
I don't mean to preach, I thought I needed peace
But I need a piece
I don't know about vegan, give me the beef

I feel like Big Mike, this is what I mean
I feel like Giggs, zero tolerance for neeks
I feel like Mist, too many RIPs and frees
Rest in peace the real, free my Gs
Bleed the streets, they believe in Meekz
I don't mean to preach, I thought I needed peace
But I need a piece
I don't know about vegan, give me the beef