Coco (UK) - Target Practice lyrics

[Verse 1] You see, it's five in the morning, still awake writing I'm original cause I hate bar biting True, I've gotta keep on delivering the heat Like a fast food guy with some F1 driving No joke business, know that I'm grinding Top Gear, leaving everybody else behind him Put me on the camera, I'mma give you action Focus mode, that's a rhythm alive ting The way I battle a battle like I'm a viking You're not getting anyone showing you with your hyping Cocs ain't playing, don't give a sh** if you like him I'm not a fan of these spitters tryna be like him Overseas, I've gotta be going global Like if I wanna holla my donny, I've gotta Skype him Right now, I can't get down with your movement If your ting's hype, mine's very exciting [Break] [Verse 2] So wah gwan? It's It's a n***a that's educating the market You're any bredda, you're getting to get the garbage You can't amount to my level, not even half it Come to get rid of the germs, we've got the Harpic And I be ready to end it if you start it And I've seen your girl around and I'm Coco So I'mma tell your girly to park it, to-to park it So when I'm 'ere, I spit so clear The fans wanna cop mine, not your gear Very, very long time, man have been ill Like I should've got a sick note for a whole year When I first meet new people, they wanna ask Why's it a music note, not a tear? True say, I do music and I hear These other man have got no idea [Break] [Verse 3] When there's grime on a level, more time, [?] Sheffield so I shout out "north side" Bigging up anyone giving me the cosign When it's your time, everybody will see You're not a fly boy, you're looking like a pigeon on the roadside Certainly show man when it's showtime I don't wanna say a lot about the bar Just come speak to man when it's flow time, likkle man Tek time while you get it in line Man are putting on the riddim and no telling me twice Music is what I do, I k** it every time I've got a strong taste for it like some Henney with ice Everybody can be spraying a lot But you don't really say nothing, you're just saying a lot Yeah, everybody can be spraying a lot But you don't really say nothing, you're just saying a lot [Break] [Verse 4] So send something fire through the email I'll deal with it in a minute on a neat scale I write heavy new bars for the OGs I weighed and I wrap it up like a weed sale I've got it if I wanna give it to a female And briefly I'm gonna give it her in detail You're chatting sh**, you wanna see a n***a derail But you're not gonna sell it to me like it's retail I'm out here, man are really tryna see jail Old school like she sells seashells on the sea shore Getting money, why them pussies wanna beef for? You're saying I'm sh**, but come on now, we know Long ting, I ain't really effing with the detour Example's what I'm gonna call beef for Why does everybody always look at me for? Sometimes I just wanna breathe war