I could show 'em how to hustle
I could show 'em how to trap
Legal money from this music so these coppers can't do jack
They think I'm famous, I ain't famous, I was known before this rap
Flavours bustin' out the bag, I'll get them smoked like a pack
I could show 'em how to hustle
I could show 'em how to trap
Legal money from this music so these coppers can't do jack
They think I'm famous, I ain't famous, I was known before this rap
Flavours bustin' out the bag, I'll get them smoked like a pack

They don't know about a hustle, they can't talk about that trap
Doing figures from this music so I ain't bothered by that
From a city where you get rich or you die as a bum
They flash a stack then get robbed the go cry to their mum
In that tinted whip, rolling up, smoking on some flavours
Shotty's coming cheap we don't do Glock-9's with lasers
Really from the gutter cuz
Team full of gutter cunts
King of guttah-rap and that's a fact they know I fuck it up
Olders they be chatting shit
I ain't with the politics
Raised up in the streets we don't know shit about no scholarships
I'm all about progress
Tell me you ain't noticed
I treat it like a job so believe me I don't lose focus
I ain't beefing with these internet rappers
They some studio gangsters and some internet trappers
I ain't beefing with these internet rappers
They some studio gangsters and some internet trappers