Kon - Stephen Little lyrics

You’re not a badman fam You’re Deji’s cameraman There’s one thing that you gotta understand If you really need a budget I can lend you a pound You are the real sideman fam Thinking you’re sick on Instagram Begging Big Shaq to lend you a hand But he’s way too shook to back his own man Looking like a mop with that dead trim I don’t even know why my name’s being mentioned You was beefing Deji, now you wanna be his bredrin Little boy stop begging for attention Little man stiop acting crazy Looking like a discount AJ Tracey You been watching me since you was a little baby Copy my style but you still can’t trace me Son, please come to your dad I can teach you how to edit I can teach you how to rap I can teach you how to film I can teach you all of that ‘Cause I seen your work and that s**t was whack Calling me out, you don’t want me on a track I was shooting with the stars You was swimming in my sack Spat your dummy out Let me put it right back Don’t make me call your mummy ‘Cause it’s gonna be a wrap You’re not a badman fam You’re Deji’s cameraman There’s one thing that you gotta understand If you really need a budget I can lend you a pound You are the real sideman fam Thinking you’re sick on Instagram Begging Big Shaq to lend you a hand But he’s way too shook to back his own man