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p money - siansstudio lyrics

[intro]
yeah, okay
sent out to big narstie, familia
sent out to my ogs
yeah
sent out to the sidemen gang
uh, okay

[verse]
uh, you be get’ yourself a coco when i poke in
[?] you’re boasting
we can fight but the dojo is a no-no
i’m a road bro so-so it’s a road ting
i can fight on my solo because i’m so cold
i could blow like the .. that i’m holding

[verse 2]
yo, man wanna clash me, man better fill up their tank cause it’s a long one way road
shout out skepta man, [?]’s on the map, hashtag bugzy malone
i bet you didn’t get it, i’ll spit it out slow
you breddas put me in my john wayne zone
got me out here looking for a man on my own
konan saw him walking the long way home
top boy now, i crept in as a yungen
down with the flows, i’ve got dozens
got a bloodline full of bosses and presidents
christening’s full of some certified cousins
love this baby, that wasn’t even planned
more reason to not rate my dad
locked into grime time radio 1, i don’t wanna hear how you missed our jam
love and vibes, maximum jokes
back in the uk man know i don’t smoke
but when i’m stressed i go ‘dam with [?] grinder, fresh trim plus weed and roach
sittin’ in the square with a zoot in the ear
one finished, put another one to the lips
airing your phone calls but i’m on my emails, chatting to [?] accepting gigs
i ain’t a smoker, i said i get dizzy, you can find this boy in the corner, lick
man ain’t no .. turn off your camera before you get a big, nasty one in your lip
no lay-lay whenever i get vexed
one guy tried it back in stratford wrecks
but, you know what happened next
buh-buh-bang sound effects
man, don’t try it with me, it’s long cause
i’ll beat up you and .. bonkers
watch man stutter when i bring out the conkers
they ain’t seen a real one like this in yonkers
anyway, back to the tour life g
dynamite for those that wanna envy
hotel room, right next to my dj, he’s knocked on the door “yo j, it’s m-e”
it’s like everybody’s tryna get p
now the boydem’s tryna target me
i can’t even chill at my bredrin’s yard, i got a text saying feds just stormed z’s
mad, slap pay attention, oi
they’re really out here tryna section boys
i’ve been road since charizard and blastoise
uh, every year i get hotter
to book me, there’s gotta be a comma
not pay who, why would you bother
tomorrow’s headlines, shotty horror
pap-pap turn man into meatloaf
get my drake on, make you a meek joke
i said bro, nobody taught me
paranoid introducing my girl like this boy better not know my shorty
just cause i’m with a .. jams, don’t think man’s jamming
man’s not jamming, constant planning
know your limits when you ask for a tanning
cause i am the max, who the hell’s branning
you’re still tryna beg it, you lot are fanning
acting like … you lot are …
snatching jewellery, white, rose gold
didn’t matter, anything goes where i go bro
no evidence, too dark for the photo
no love for juliette but i knew, oh no
man was getting b-ttered left with a ..
i took a right turn then i got a flow bro
became paranoid, tried everything, said i weren’t getting no bro
it felt like the keeper was moving the goalpost
spending my money, going broke in slow-mo
then i done a mixtape
two years ahead now, found my mojo
thinking how can i get to the next level, i don’t know bro

- p money lyrics

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