[Intro]
Nation
Woo!
[Verse]
Looking around, things couldn't be better
The only thing I'd change is the weather, yeah
Frozen shoulder, yeah I'm creasing the leather
The floors I'm walking on looking like checkers
We could have did this together
We could have been here together
Where the villains get along with the hipsters
Man come like Storm, start spinning ‘em twisters
Icon incoming, you man better lock up your sisters
Sent stray shots but they missed us
Now I got bare strangers talking my business (why?)
And lately I been rubbing shoulders with more than a few of my idols
But I ain't getting ga**ed, as a matter of fact now it's funny I see them as rivals
‘Bout whip up a wave and it's tidal
Young Apollo I'm due to be vital
And if all goes to plan then they'll all need a verse for survival, we ‘bout to go Viral
They don't wanna go at it with me, ain't nobody challenging Z
Ack, and the B's for ‘bun it down', cah I take it to the maddest degree
Got labels clocking my price will go up in no time, call me Patek Philippe
If you want a feat, better handle the Ps
Got the steadiest man losing balance with ease
Man better believe I tried to stay low-key
Now they all say yes cah they know me
I thought that you didn't want phone me?
Now you're sending me flame and heart eye emojis
And when I step to the booth, the hands hit the roof
I'm so high you might get a nose bleed
Man Zack B is the truth and this ain't nothing new
Been the man since I came out the ovary, boasy
‘Cos I chose to write, they chose to rot
I chose the mic, they chose the rocks
Didn't go Yale, but I got it on lock
Like a strap on speed dial, I'm calling the shots
Like a zombie attack, I be boarding em off
Yeah I corner you off, I'm warning you stop
Young Apollo I'm more than a lot
Who wanna war with a God? ‘Cos…
This slim white boy got so much weight I f** up the scales
It's mad, man'll go so hard on the track they say I bruck up the rails
I can make songs for the yats that bun up the charts and straight up f** up the sales
Or I can make bangers for the trap that slap so hard in the pen they f** up the cells
They used to the hate me but they love me now
Just got my prescription and it's tunnel vision so all I'm seeing is the money now
No wonder they all wanna hug it out
Don't talk to me about deals if you're starting price ain't at least 500 thou-
I know my worth, I can't dumb it down
It's childish behaviour they're running now
Coming like Bob The Builder and a couple of tools tryna rebuild friendships
It's crazy how this sh** has just begun and already bare ticks on the checklist
I guess that I just see the bigger picture now, you man are needing a lens switch
All of a sudden it's looking expensive, by now you man know who the best is
And don't think cah I sing to the women I'm sensitive, I'll still spin man senseless
So don't get reckless, unless my mum can kick up and rest, I'm restless
New kid on the Tetris. Got ‘em feeing the pressures, we putting in extra
Not phased by the jesters. And I'll knock big men off the top like Leicester
And they won't see me coming like undies, I'm on job from Monday to Monday
With a 10/10 on my arm looking like she just came off the runway
They're calling me a one in a million, so I gotta sell a million one day
Though I'm LDN ‘till the end, just know that I'm putting on for my whole country
I was sitting at the back of the bus just hoping that soon they'd buss me
And now that I'm kicking up fuss, man wanna buck me and girl just wanna give uckery
And If I flip to singing or stick to spitting either way I got ‘em all feeling un-comfy
The heat is chillin', bro I'm in Kitchen like Gordon Ramsey just dishing out f**ery (Woo!)
[Outro]
Yah
Woo!
Nation