Wiley - I Call The Shots lyrics

Hard luck it takes to be a fan that [order?] Starbucks I got the tips you need for when you start up Come with flows that are sharp like— Sharper then when a man goes to the barbers To get a mark up, pull up to the club door Ain't gotta park up You got a fly on your neck, you hark up Want to hear me sarcastic? Let me sark up Like, I don't do this sh** for grime, I'm washed up Couldn't afford to pay me [?] I move priceless 'Cause I know the talent god gave me was [a nice gift?] Something you can vibe with [?] box [?] MMA hybrid No mountain too high for me to climb it You got a career in England? Didn't know [Kylie?] designed it and [then he?] refined it You know what? (what!) I call the shots I brought the vibe like I told you before Manna done lots You know what? (what!) I call the shots I was a young boss Learned from the best Now I call the shots Chasing numbers and views I forgot about the vibe Content, flows, I forgot about the mic All of the things that keep your name ringing When all of the fans of your song start singing I said it before I got sidetracked I realized had to bring the vibe back I'm playing my role and that's a bossy one In my twenties, used to be a flossy one I call the shots, but I don't send man to the shop Back with another one, ready or not You might stream this song much on Apple or Spotify Enter my numbers, I'm hot You're gonna see me in a league, at the top And you're gonna see me roll out in a team top Normal, no twistin' the plot You know what? (what!) I call the shots I brought the vibe like I told you before Manna done lots You know what? (what!) I call the shots I was a young boss Learned from the best Now I call the shots Manna been calling shots Since walking to school, morning bops Talking to all my brethrens about where Manaman's gonna take touring stops Boss, enough said Won't stop working till I drop dead When I call the shots all sh** stops I make everybody fix up like Ofsted There ain't no one above So you can't extort no one I love Or I start moving like my bruv Every time you see me wearing a glove [?] because you got a start bu*ton Man like me I don't push no bu*ton Walked to the door, jumped in a whip Foot on the pedal, gone, say nothing You know what? (what!) I call the shots I brought the vibe like I told you before Manna done lots You know what? (what!) I call the shots I was a young boss Learned from the best Now I call the shots You know what? (what!) I call the shots I brought the vibe like I told you before Manna done lots You know what? (what!) I call the shots I was a young boss Learned from the best Now I call the shots Goldmine in the Middle-East, beast Work everyday of the week, I'm at peace Don't get in no more trouble with the police I don't really want my life on lease Mind don't grow until the path is clear Change from a yout when I didn't want to care Now I got a good understanding Brace yourself when you hear I got an album landing Manna sound man like Rampage Manna sound man like Stone [Love?] Got my own dubs, got my own dubs And I got brand new ones plus manna got old dubs BBK is the squad, without us, things'll be odd Yeah, we're on another page Old too, manna head backstage You know what? (what!) I call the shots I brought the vibe like I told you before Manna done lots You know what? (what!) I call the shots I was a young boss Learned from the best Now I call the shots