P Money - Effing OG lyrics

[Intro] Uh huh, pay, listen, f**ing OG mate, yo [Verse 1 - P Money] Good luck to MCs that went the next way But I think grime or dubstep's the best way You can hear me or JJ from 5 til 7 on rinse that I pay him every Wednesday I ain't gonna change now, let's vain 's gettin me a new yard and a template Slang dat this hit rave in your one now Got way more windows than an estate Stick that in your membrane I squash my rivals like no leg space I don't know my fans on a personal level But still they call me the best mate Move for your greens, checkmate I'm known, but still like an X-Man I ain't gotta be best friends with the groom at his wedding To show you that I'm the best man [Hook - P Money] I stepped in like who runs this town We can do this thing like it's a western shootout They lookin at my face like "who the hell is he?" Do your research, I'm a f**ing OG I stepped in like who runs this Who runs this, who runs this town They lookin at my face like "who the hell is he?" Well do your research, cus I'm a f**ing OG [Verse 2 - P Money] Real UK music, that's what I'm sellin ya Shouts to Koder, big up Jennifer Michael gets me shows on a regular Cus I'm the real, no, not a replica Age 15, I was watchin other grime artists Perform at the Urban Seminar Now doin a thousand shows releases every month And I got a fan base in America I feel lightyears ahead of ya I control more than a magazine editor Everybody here knows me as King P Money When I jump off the plane there I'm the senitor Sick CDs, sick flows, sick tunes, sick videos Too much for ya retina I got bare haters, I'm tellin ya D-Brup rats are worse than Anjenica [Hook - P Money] I stepped in like who runs this town We can do this thing like it's a western shootout They lookin at my face like "who the hell is he?" Do your research, I'm a f**ing OG I stepped in like who runs this Who runs this, who runs this town They lookin at my face like "who the hell is he?" Well do your research, cus I'm a f**ing OG [Verse 3 - P Money] I say one word and they know what the lyric is I murder tracks from the starts to the finishes The flow's hench and I ain't even jimmin it I'm so the opposite of what a gimic is Birmingham, Cardiff, Edinborough, Manty, Croatia, 'biza, Nottingham, Plymouth It's only a few places that I've visited You ain't gotta tell me you know I'm k**in it They're lovin, it cus I love it Sick with a fountain pen; no smudges I get a whole meal now; no nuggets I got the X Factor, I don't need judges Didn't want to back me, now they back friend But it's all good though; no grudges You'd think I was Usain Bolt And the scene was 100m by the way I run it [Hook - P Money] I stepped in like who runs this town We can do this thing like it's a western shootout They lookin at my face like "who the hell is he?" Do your research, I'm a f**ing OG I stepped in like who runs this Who runs this, who runs this town They lookin at my face like "who the hell is he?" Well do your research, cus I'm a f**ing OG [Outro (sort of)] f**ing O f**ing O f**ing O O O f**ing OG f**ing O f**ing O f**ing O O O f**ing OG OG OG 'king OG