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In the field like I'm Heskey
Play the game but I'm referee
I understand they don't get me
That stuff they're on don't interest me
Mans a boss like Joe Pesci
Catch man home alone and you're dead meat
Beef? Smoke a spliff with one Tetley
Don't stress me out, no don't stress me

Prod. by The HeavyTrackerz

[Verse 1]
I come through on a sick hype
Come through, black Yamaha R6 bike
Can't come around and take this mic
I've got a sick vibe
When I come through dripping in swag, all rich like

Yo G, Whats Gwaning? Still hungry, still starving,
Still ‘member that carton, that yard and back garden.
Can’t give man no bargains, Can’t shorten my margin,
Big whips I like starting, that Aston, that Martin
And the inside’s alcantara, pure carbon, its faster
Not standard, its larger, new tech that, self parking
See me I go harder, my business self start-up
Cant be my gym partner, It gets hectic, accept it.