(Verse 1) So I hate when I talk to my boy from pen and he acts like cuz you forgotten me! I aint got time to sh*t let alone come check you blud You know Im her property Right now Im in Europe fu*king up sh*t more than the economy So when you land you know I got you properly (Chorus) I bring my people through it, everything I do You reckon me I pop wid you Ahhhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaa You a snitchin little b**h and you love singin to the blues Well this song wasnt made for you Ahhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaa Im coming Im coming For you Aaaahhaa Im coming Im coming For you (Verse 2) Yo, f*ck so good make a b*tch wanna find me Wanna rolex ring Wiley When I was a bum, no-one really liked me Now its time someone went a got a new job for Tinie Im only playing Im just saying Ill sh*t so hard Im constipated Overworked, underrated Now my tings poppin off, no gun relation Grind all day but I aint roller blading All eyes on MOI, harder baby No love for the ex, on night no tea towel Tell Kelly ive got that motivation I beg, someone find Max online and let her know I wanna smash her from the back Sarah Jane come give me brain and put them big red lips on my sack! Ill be k**in cause Ill be getting bred Hard doe, number 1s all day on the chart show So F*CK YOU and your 90 track mixtape Thats a million bars of arsehole My flows are wrecked and it opens legs Its fly than a motherf*cking jumbo jet What a selfish b*stard, no respect You know dapz, no regrets I still roll through my hood and I wear my chain F*ck a top boy Scorcher and Bashy cant do the same Real recognised, reaaaalll How many albums have you sold today? I aint saying nuttin way not Kanye But Im living life on the runway If your nice, Ill be like Welcome on board my brudda, say bye to gun play King of the jungle, hardest can be, I dare you to let your chick party with me Im Tarzan and im hung like a tree Imagine if your new born pops out looking exactly like moi Banter, but on the real get her on pampers because Ill be on the tour bus getting pampered I heard Simon Cowell thinks Im a little w*nker An im getting on his tits like cancer And I dont wanna start mentioning names Where they all now? There bankrupt! Joe McElderry, oh what a stand up! Alexandra, pull your socks up! Where you hits at? You aint no winner! I feel bad cause your voice is amazing but your careers getting raped by a mason That sh*t f*cking upsets me, cause it dont get me, try bring them near me Coming round with your hand out, wanting a hand out, ahhhh thats too political I dont care about a bentley, gucci or a fendi, mans living in a spaceship! You got clapped by a, BANG! Your girl got mad by a BANG! That smooth criminal Im a product of my environment I aint sayin me and you are any different Im just planning an early retirement I dont mean sorry when I say Im going Kingston Every mans welcome to fly long distance We be on the beach with Weed Man Winston! Plus Im the craziest ting out the United Kingdom (Chorus) I bring my people through it, everything I do You reckon me I pop wid you Ahhhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaa You a snitchin little b**h and you love singin to the blues Well this song wasnt made for you Ahhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaa Im coming Im coming For you Aaaahhaa Im coming Im coming For you (Outro) I aint even going in, Im just f*cking around They just werent You know me Id rather be singing my sh*t anyway Big up Keyz motherf*cker POOOMBLAYYYYYYY!!!!