Don't tell me prepare
I'm the one who gave P a career
None of yous cared before he said my name
Okay, I'm leaving it there
I ain't gonna lie this boys evolved
He's come a long way from coins to notes
And Little Dee keeps sending for d**hs
Don't worry 'bout that I'll destroy them both
Blacks and every one of his boys involved
Nobody ain't gonna be avoiding blows
When I let off
I'll lick P Money's head off
I'm a serial k**er he's Kellogs
I'll put man to sleep like I be the guy he bought his bed off
His fans say I fell off
I wanna know what boat they're fresh off
I'm undisputed like Lennox
Coming at me with them basic bars
It's like tryna mix with one deck off
You must be well off your head
I'm 10 steps ahead of the rest
You'll get left when I wet off
Don't say P's going in
He's just a guy that you expect less of
When I bar
Alarms like set off
I told 'em I'm colder than Poland
Frozen my body could freeze a whole ocean
Stone cold no I don't show no emotion
Only when I flow and going in on an opponent
A lot of MCs are awry
I'm cheese when it's dry
Overly potent
P spent '09 sending for me
And the fans wanna know why nobody's spoken
And a few of them are losin' faith in GH
So I gotta remind them why I will
Humiliate any MC alive
And I reply to guys with the mic in my right
It's a nightmare for them
Them man are plain so some Nike Air to them
Who's involved? Stand right there with them
I ain't hearing men
Talk like I'm scared to send
Now sending
So
And I swear revenge
Yeah I've been low but I'm here again
Some say that I'm on best form ever
Others say that I'm right near my end
I'm like yeah yeah and yeah again
Literally yeah and yeah again
They all compare me to somebody else
But I'm the only one you hear again
You're obsessed with fruit and veg
What the f** could you do to Ghetts
Bad move you can't sleep like I removed your bed (Head gone)
But I ain't gonna lose my head (Your d**hs raw)
I'd rather shoot instead
I take n***as out, take n***as out
P Money MC won't win a round
It's a pity I wanted to see him stick around
No biggie
Money man's silly
I'm chilly on a riddim
Tell him if he wants beef k** a cow
You should know P I'm cooking up a flow P
Hit 'em with the syllables and multi
In fact let me k** him with the slow me
This must be a joke
If feel like I'm on Played by Fame
This must be a hoax
Okay, you can come out now
Dun it I know
Ha Ha Ha
It's all fun I suppose
Until I get someone's stomach involved
I'll make him stop eating
I don't care if he's got heart
I'll make it stop beating
Number 1's the only number I know
It's my spot I'm not leaving
His fans are like "He can't come back"
My fans are like "Please make them stop speaking"
So
I retaliate properly
P's poor he can't eradicate poverty
Money my arse
Where's all this money I ask
Got more money by far
In fact P's the only money I par
Money comes and goes
What makes you think this money might last?
I get me the money quite fast
Put the riddim on
Some say P's gonna k** me because I don't write no singalongs
f** them lullaby bars
And if this Money guys hard
Pigs fly and bu*terflies barf
Me and this boy ain't bredrins
I don't roll with money I like card