I wake up in the morning like A man on a mission
Been hoping the gears daily Til I take the pole position
Turning what I've written into What makes me a living
You don't like the way I do it? You can suck up on my nipples!
Your drops don't make a ripple, I be riding the wave.
I got this rap shit locked up like it's Guantanamo bay
I'm on that slay first ask questions later,
Crash through the wall in a fireball and snatch up all your paper,
Smashing any of caper that's increasing my takings
Yeah bro I'm money motivated I make it for what it's making
While you're scrimping and scraping, I wipe the floor with your faces!
The type to take apart your life. So, I can laugh it: basic!
The way the spray it's like paint on a government building
Guys like me don't come round often Son I'm one in a million
I live it like tomorrow ain't ever gonna come
They tell you sleep is the cousin of death
Well I'm his son
Number one anti hero
The oh to the zero
Catch me outside of your window
Staring in like a wierdo
I'm Stacking that Deniro
Cos I Slap in your ear hole
Got your girl up in my dms
She ain't looking for no weed though
Lighting sour diesel
While I'm climbing the steeple
Fighting evil demons disguisedAs people
Peace to all my peeps though
Keep living life illegal
To all my enemies broI'll see you when I see you

We be those god level underdogs We always on the way up
The dope's just a part of our biological make up
Stop dropping zees on the z son
It's time to wake up
We're coming to collect
You better pay up
Pay up pay up Yeah we're coming to collect you better pay up x2

Wait up? Never that
Open up the gap I'm someone that you'll never catch
Foot through the floor I'm Hanging out the door
Rolling coal on these fools I gotta crush it to the core
Cos that's how diamonds get made
And me I'm trying to get paid
And I ain't talking bout no burger flipping minimum wage
Livin in a cage on plague island
Staying defiant
Make it out alive? Or die trying
I ain't down to stick around to find out
These rappers need to pipe down
Or put the pipe down going by the way their rhymes sound
My mind's been out to lunch since like1991
When I jumped off a wall and put a dent into my skull
Now I'm grown and more fucked up
Throwing my guts up
Gotta take it all like getting paid in a lump sum
Glass of straight rum and fat blunt
That's a champions breakfast
Don't try tell me how to act son
My raps pack that fat punch
You rap like a cunt
Trap life on your tracks
Where's that bruv your mum's?
Man I wouldn't waste the breath in your lungs
you know that you ain't got what it'll take to try and go against the one!
Yeah that's I he who is Rising out of the abyss
About to fuck the whole world
With the mic and my fist
Suck my dick if you hate it
You're never gonna make it
It's mine for the takingAnd I ain't about to share it


We be those god level underdogs We always on the way up
The dope's just a part of our biological make up
Stop dropping zees on the z son
It's time to wake up
We're coming to collect
You better pay up
Pay up pay up Yeah we're coming to collect you better pay up x2