Nana Rogues - 100 Friends lyrics

[Hook: Tinie Tempah] Keep going motherf**er, keep going Keep going motherf**er, keep going Keep going motherf**er, keep going Oh yeah, it's crazy how we blowing [Verse 1: Tinie Tempah] I can smell something in the oven Get it while it's on the zebra crossing New whip, new chick, superfly Ain't rapped, sh** I want the same line, have you got it? Said a prayer before I loaded up the session Said I'm going Hamilton, I'm going Beckham I was supposed to hit it one time Told all my n***as I'm going back for seconds You want a war then I'm ain't holding back my weapon I thought I told you, I'mma teach you all a lesson Amateurs try and f** up the progression In the end, you gotta s** up to the motherf**ing legends You ain't Dizzee, you ain't Kane, you ain't Mega Trying to find the Holy Grail, the Holy Mecca Trying to change the worst for the better Make a bredda try and take his own life if you let the pressure get ya [Hook: Tinie Tempah] Keep going motherf**er, keep going Keep going motherf**er, keep going Keep going motherf**er, keep going Oh yeah, it's crazy how we blowing [Verse 2: J Hus] Trying to get to this money Baby why do you think I'm up late? Ooooh Got these OZs seeling like hotcakes My hitters hold you for ransom All they need is rope and the duct tape You'll be looking at your life Compare it to mine, now them n***as thinking 'f**'s sake' Got a bad B that acts cruddy, says she wanna make money She might just catch body, I just tell her sheg body The way I beat up the hus, it must be forbidden If she don't like Hus, then she must like women Can't put my feet up, I'm not stopping Overload the clip, then grease up the Dot Rotten You don't see gwop, I'll rock bottom Shawty all over me, she wan' crease up my jog bottoms [Hook: Tinie Tempah] Keep going motherf**er, keep going Keep going motherf**er, keep going Keep going motherf**er, keep going Oh yeah, it's crazy how we blowing [Verse 2: Tinie Tempah & *J Hus*] My agent said 'T why you be on that black sh** again?' Said I'll put out this mixtape for free So they won't buy your wack sh** again I just followed 50 girls on my Insta I'm getting distracted again Chris Brown's here like a Karrueche Hit her twice, now she's spraying like a uzi Swimming pools, 20 girls in my Jacuzzi Naija boy, but these women think I'm Cudi *I used to have 100 friends* Why's a 1000 people fronting like they know me? I f** with G Frsh, I f** with J Hus Only letting real n***as in the Ace club Cause you couldn't walk a mile in my shoes n***a, settle I just pray the Lord's with me while I boogie with these devils like brap [Bridge: J Hus] I used to have 100 friends Now I count all my friends on my right hand How can you be a pagan now When you could have been my right hand? Heard they wanna boogie with the boy Heard they wanna boogie with the boy So I put on my dancing shoes Put on my, put on my dancing shoes [Hook: Tinie Tempah] Keep going motherf**er, keep going Keep going motherf**er, keep going Keep going motherf**er, keep going Oh yeah, it's crazy how we blowing [Outro: Tinie Tempah] Mama done raised me a saint Strippers done build up my pain Most of my n***as Havana Deal with dilemnas like [?] Pied Piper with the fiddles Stiff as icicles Used to ask my mama why Lidls? You was too shy and civil New guy up in the palace on my suit and tie shizzle