(It's Bashy baby!)

You know I got a load to do innit, I can't stop
I can't stop, swear down
I can't stop, swear down true story
(Oi Wretch)
Come we go innit
Yo

[Verse 1 - Bashy]

I'm saying time's of the essence, getting older now
Well I got to periods to dilly dally
I got so much to achieve and lord knows I won't stop until I'm happy
Yutes right now would fuck my plans up
Plus I ain't got time to be changing these kiddies nappies
Plus, I use contraceptives cause I ain't feeling these insecure yatties
That are tryna trap me
But sending out to all of the baby daddies
Carl, Stanaman, Smokey and my n***a Raffy
I wish your yutes the best in life and that's coming straight from the heart of ya n***a Bashy
Anyway, back to the script
Still tryna go legit, still tryna cop my own yard
But still times running out like on a phone card
I'm tryna make ends meet cuzzy but it's so hard