Wretch 32 - You Need Me, I Don't Need You (Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1: Ed Sheeran] I still got a rucksack with the old clothes, I rap with cold flows I'm back with the most jokes, in fact you don't know On tracks I throw blows to make my punchlines relevant If you can't keep up you'll get none, you're celibate My flow's developing, skin lacks the melanin Give me a shot of adrenaline and I get it in I do it for the hell of it Ever since I hit the mainstream with The A Team I seem to sell a bit I took what held me back with the women and then I packaged the image Put in some content and I then I sold it back as a gimmick The fact is this, I'll end up dating actresses Wake up on dirty mattresses, I think I'll need to practice this But I make sh** happen, call me a laxative World's on my shoulders, I don't even know what Atlas is Hard bars sharp like a cactus is I'm back to rappping, back to back cause I've been practicing I'm back to sing this [Hook: Ed Sheeran] You need me, man, I don't need you You need me, man, I don't need you You need me, man, I don't need you at all X2 You need me [Verse 2: Wretch 32] I said you need 3 man I don't need 2 Not none of ya, unorthodox runner up In my own gear like I'm stepping on a double clutch No brakes, cut them up, the tyres stay screeching Now I've found out being odd ain't even I qualified for everything, long straight season It's not a dilemma king, got a straight queening You are what you eat, that's something to believe in MC with the mic is MC dinner time Now I'm feeling ga**ed, like, MC give me light I didn't even have to do a disco rap I bet I still end up with a Sisqó plaque This is what happens when your gift is talent And all you imagined exists, imagine I never drop sh** and I came from the back end Now I've got the game in my hand, I'mma smash it [Hook] [Verse 3: Devlin] You need me, but I dont need you D-E-V-L-I-N Ed and 32 Lyrically more capable to break 'em all I won't have to amputate a lower limb to make them fall Like autumn, check my post mortem The game pa**ed away upon the day I came and k**ed it for this fortune I don't mean money, I mean luck But now the clock's aviated Everybody's time's up Nothing's what I had and everything's what I gave Like a sprinter near the finish line fighting for his place Keep your diamonds and your chains I can walk for any manner, any time of day and stay safe Cause I get respected While they get detested Tell the truth there ain't nobody that done what Devs did If you ain't on the tune or Eminem or 5'9 You ain't competition just a fish you're tryna bite a line [Hook]