P Money
Back 2 Back- Prod by Audioslugs
There's only one me
You ain't gotta tell me I knew this
I'm active, you ain't gotta help me, I'm healthy
Kings Road, sitting in Chelsea, bell me
Tipsy in the Medlar with the wealthy
What's that on the table, LP
Magnum, rose, next up LV
Wifey looking all spicey, Mel B
Look I do it for the yutes
And I do it for the elderly
OG'z sitting up OT
Out there, in and out court, like Kobe
You know me, real ghetto boy like Coley
Feet up sitting in the ends, cosy
I got a new young gunner, Iwobi
Keep the mash in doors, toasty
Crud life chose me, nobody owns me
I wanna carvery, phone up Toby

Yo G, man a OG, man know me
OGs over the top, man's OP
Labels getting dropped out no Sony
2 jabs from an OG, man OD'd
Hook master, not Bo Peep
I was OT with cats, man's Mowgli
Need help with the target, fam phone me
Last year I hit my last 3, man's Kobe

Thug life, got em sitting upright
Grinding for the whole days, and I'm up night
Some nights bust more shots than a gun fight
Please don't talk in my car, bug life
I've had enough of West End, uptight
I don't club like, I used to club like
I'm in boozers, filling up hooters
One more Stella Artois, it's a pub fight

Pub fight, cause we could swing now til sunrise
No guys, with no jobs or love life
Drive with a burner, hashtag glove life
2 packs in the boot, this is all thug life
Tell em that's only one side, club life
Text little D, what's the club like
Said it's popping, I said yeah, he said mums life
Now I'm rapping with this ting, getting tongue tied

Say nay, everybody vacate
Man normally go sleep, when I haymake
Chat shit, hit em with a bang like AJ
Worst ways, hit em with a bottle like Dave Haye
I'm ok mate, woke up a day late
Lagbo drunk with a girl from babestaysh
Brandy all in my blood like Ray J
Sex tape, oh wait, no way, Mayday

Mayday wouldn't even do it if you paid mate
Labels wanna feature, I charge eight K
Couple minutes on my JDZ, eight K
Cos all my tunes get a pull-up like Jaykae's
I still remember the Grade A's
Back then it wasn't Lidls, it was Safeways
Grinding hard, making my own payday
I was shottin food from my house, doing takeaways

Waving, man a sailing
Got old bill on the pavement, tailing
It's draining, but I gotta keep trading
No days in, money got a keep making
No, shaving when I'm raving
It's a beard gang, on a bathing ape ting
No saving, bottles come by the case in
Heart racing, wish that I woulda stayed in

With a girl, doing loved up, on a drake ting
But I can't, cause I got money to be making
Got a car and a bike for the summer day ting
It's not a public trans ting, I'm not Caitlin
I'm, so A-M-azing, back in school
I was roll deep taping
Ten man deep, leave a whole squad blazing
All my enemies bread after the baking

Baking, man a baker
Got tech like neymar, elevator
Wanna turn up, been about since Deja
Nowadays man spin an mc on radar was
Me and craver, on the Sega
But the streets got rager, cos of paper
Got baiter, now man want a favour
Little D and P money the Originator

Demonstratin, merking, man are A class
Shotting A class and B for the paper
Like saber, tell a man see ya later
Schoolin my girls' ex men, Xavier
Since, back when I had a pager
Top player, FIFA, we could wager
Don't pay arf, David Haymaker
You don't wanna get this long straight nah