Long live the King, long live the King
One time for my bruvas locked on the wheel
Two times fo' my bruvas on the paper chase
Whateva yo hustle, just get yo paper straight
Still staring at the world through my rear view
You ain't talkin' money, then I still can't hear you
I'm still reppin' the same burrow
A nigga still catch me on the same number
I been doin' this fo' years blood sweat and tears
Stood in front of the judge for a couple of years
Apart from God there's nothing I fear
On the road to the riches, double clutchin' the gears
The family first, but money comes after that
If our mind is a _____(?), really belongs to rap
But it's certain when you hear a Joe Black's thing
No rampin', this a grown man thing
Knot niggas know exactly what it is
I'm commander and chief, I'm the captain of the ship
These wannabe's, they wanna analyze my shit
Took my blueprint and now they all rappin' like they're Big
I showed you how to be a man when you was a kid
I put bone in you backy lil prick
Knot niggas know exactly what it is
Gum strap down if I'm chanting any shit
Don't put me in the same lane with these fools
Real ____(?) but I play by the rules
Thrill niggas, we don't fuck with the popo
Trap boy, I'm in luv with the coco
Can't feel my want to go, places you won't go
So I couldn't give a fuck about a post code
Them a-lie _________(?)
Then I'm a crying fiction, they don't know _____(?)
Clean heart, but I got some dirty hands, tho
Hard life, but I still give thanks, tho
I be up and down the roads tryna dutch the manholes
Money talks, well, I'm tryna save banknotes
Money talks, but you wouldn't understand tho
Grindin' in my whip, I ain't trappin' out the bando
I'm from North London, not Orlando
And fuck the role rap, __________(?)