Yungen - F64 Part 2 lyrics

SBTV, F64 Part 2, it's been a minute, just in case they forgot Yeah you get a little bread everybody starts breading Since when was me and you bredrins Them man used to move tight with me it's only right they don't get a leg in Get the game on lock they dreading I'm a big issue now they begging Got this girl from Bedford she just give head, she ain't got a clue where she heading F64 man they thought it was a fluke Work like a slave because I know my roots See where I'm from they sell super d** you won't catch me in JLS boots Girls see my dogs and snoop I get paper and keep them in the loop Last week I was driving a Astra, that was me in that coupe No lie, mind over matter, got Louise in the pent in Chelsea Now she thinks that we balling, it's not that we just healthy And me I don't take no cheques, trying to cause hazards 'till we wealthy Might drop a single to get some chips and holla Delilah to help me These MC's ain't in my league, man I'm the best period And I'll still make a p**yhole bleed You wanna try my wave come see Got a buzz, I ain't ever smoked weed They all want a table I ain't agreed Got a new kettle cause I sell teas Ain't this a ball, I'm special needs Yeah I go dumb, then I go deaf, I don't get sleep, I ain't the rest Forever Yung is my clothes on my nest Cut sleeves off the t-shirts, I might invest Then I might book a flight to Ibiza Pink lemonade in my shisha Might buy some coke for the youngers, a shop, I ain't getting that from Tulisa Since me there ain't been a better rapper, and if there has been then show me They said it will, that's just another actor I been a wretch since my boy tracked her Now I speak to Wretch he's like keep going, love brudda just don't go I'm from the hood, three twos, still screaming f** the po po Yeah this ho give low blows She from West End I'm like so ho Give me a piece of that body or go go Yeah I get views with no promo Man I've been grinding, he don't get views and you signed him His single's flopped now you whining The game's gone mad I'm on my ting Play Dirty yeah I'm still repping Krept and Konan just won a MOBO Krept and Konan just got a deal In the word of Krept, Legends On to me I ain't sweating, pow, man's lethal with a weapon Walk in the Louis store get the card out, swipe, swipe, no we ain't price checking 007 now the bomb with dread, we nearly see the skyfall Now sh** has changed, bless Jesus Christ, my n***a is rich by a ball From a place, there's no way out, yeah it sounds quite cruel But I'm gonna change all that get my n***as in Paris before the day I fall I'm a South London boy, so I should be my favourite actor Giggs is still the hardest, DV's still my favourite rapper If you don't know about Blade, then you don't know what a trap star Let me show you the way boy all my life man Sneakbo was a clapper Krept and Kone was in the ends now they doing shows in Napa Adz and Shallow go back to back they been doing that since Kappa Me and Cash are the future, G Frsh ain't no loser Fekky was telling man come on then and then show you about a shooter Man say that I ain't all that, are you sane my brudda All I do is k** tracks, I can't be more thorough And I don't really trust these b**hes, cause they only getting dumber She didn't give me credit, now she running man down for my number Yeah I used to be the guy they belled fast when somebody needs touching Now they know when I land, that money be doubling My older bros are the twenty eights, I could of been out there busting But f** the road I'm on music, trying to turn this nothing to something Yeah, got kicked out of school, because maths wasn't my thing But if you're talking about the best rappers then you better count me in I ain't been there for no ten years but I deserve respect Last F64 I said my time's coming, watch who blows next New Rules