Yo
Two thousand and eighteen
Yo, Little T

Look, look, look
Hey, you know that girl?
She were my best mate, turned to my world
One year later, I couldn't take it
Arguing over stupid shit
Don't know that the love that I got for you
Yeah, you don't know the shit that I'll do for you
Like, anybody put you down
I'll turn that frown, yeah, upside down
I know that I've messed you around
Blue eyes, black hair
I was like (I was like), come over here
She has a boyfriend, I don't care
On snapchat we started linkin'
Ten seconds later, I started thinking
Look, and I might have called you a slag
All I wanna say is, that's my bad

I'm just tryna live my life
Yeah, things have been wrong
Now I'm tryna do it right
So you can tell me nada, you can tell me nada
You can tell me nada, you can tell me nada
Yo, let me take you back in time
Back when I never even knew about grime
Back then it was all fine, never had girls on my mind
You are a goon though, let me remind
Man is ruthless, far from kind
Look, yeah, hey, which beat am I jumping on?
Coming with my goons, yeah, and coming with the [?] on
Taking all the food, bro, you ain't having none
F Y 1 bro, that's where I'm coming from
I'll lick you, make sure I won't miss
Two thousand eighteen, welcome, yeah, to the [?]
Spitting bars in Blackpool like yeah, you know this
My bars about to explode, like explosives

I'm just tryna live my life
Yeah, things have been wrong
Now I'm tryna do it right
So you can tell me nada, you can tell me nada
You can tell me nada, you can tell me nada