[Intro]
Ah, you a fucking businessman, you want to handle it like that, you don't want to get all gangster wild with this shit, right?
What did I tell you about playing them fucking away games?

[Verse]
S said if man touch one curl on my head then somebody’s making the news
That’s the Nine Controlla that feels no way don’t get smoked for some views
I just hopped off the plane looking all red-skin, now I've got holiday blues
My bro got bail flew straight to Madrid spent about a week on a cruise
Yeah this year I've been the talk of the scene
This year where the fuck have you been?
Play dirty not clean
You all know we the A-team, make cream, had the 18k at eighteen
Now I got the Hublot
That more time I don't even wear
I’m still the boss no matter who goes
Man move fruity, he needs to grow a pair
See me in the Bimmer, that’s just a side
Big Range sitting on the drive
They thought I was dead, I've never been more alive
Might change my name to six-figure Clive
Got my eyes wide, banging out Giggs and Kyze in the big mo'fucking ride
Tried to be smart and had my hands tied
We can swing it out, I ain't letting it slide
Too many sheep, I’m the Sheppard
Man talk to pigs and get peppered
They say diss again but If I diss again I might break another Link Up record
And real talk, that ain't where my head's at
Real talk, that ain't where the bread's at
Yeah I've got stripes like Mike but I'm here in the Tech Pack
Got the new Air Force in jet black
Yeah I took a setback, that was a minor
When that Kardashian she Blac Chyna
Yeah I done one dark like I'm Kyla
And since then I ain’t gone back to that liker
Lyca to Lyca
Yeah I still got that fire
Kay still does an all-nighter
Yeah Kye will black both eyes, have you looking all panda if you spill drink on this brand new designer, Mum's
Man said I ran away and I lost my balls
Like I’m supposed to fight Hulk and his friends like a fool
It’s cool, I circled back with the gang though
And the truth is the only thing I’m pissed about is that I had to buy back my Nando's
Blud talk facts
Used to have teeth now I want plaques
And if you ain’t know me since I had plaits then suck your mum cause we don’t go way back
Rolling through my hood banging Ray BLK
End of July but we in the Maybach
That same night, I done a show for 8 racks
Yeah have that shit for payback!
Cause I've had good money, I've had bad money
I've had rap money, I've had trap money
Yeah I stack money and I'll splash money
Now we in Club White blowing black money
Yeah yeah
Now man's busting jokes for retweets
You weren't laughing when I bucked you though, I just didn't tweet it like these neeks
On my mum's, man wanna take my life that I don't even know
But when you get fame and dough fam that's how it go
Fuck the roads, I don't need no man's respect
But for the record when I signed my deal to Sony, is the only time I ever held a G cheque