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wiley - bmo field 2 lyrics

yeah, i’m back with bmo field part 2
man k!ll freestyles every year, blud, bars that are new
guaranteed vibes in the place whenever i p-ss through
i can do grime when i like, i ain’t gotta ask you
you think you run the scene but i think i do
qualifying rounds, i already know i’m through
if i start at 10 then i wanna be done by 2
keep that dough flowing nice, me, that’s what i do
laugh out loud, everybody’s taking sides
man dem chatting ’bout sides ain’t got no sides
keep chatting sh-t till the man drags you out your ride
come to the ends and you leave ends without your ride
listen, where would some man be without my style?
i ain’t got a clue but i know this, big up my style
from day one, that style’s been wicked and wild
know that i had this locked from man was a child
i stand up here and not in a pile
what i’m wearing ain’t out for a while
man have been bussing gums all the while
you can ask danny weed now, all the style
which kind of [?]? all the kinds
which type of trainer? all the types
which designer label? all the lines
which type of logo? all the signs
tried join in with the murking
but none of that hype ain’t working
sorry to say you’re stuck in an air pocket
so your steering wheel is not turning
i’ve said it before, i wanna quit
when the balance in my bank weren’t sh-t
you know why? cause the place we were living in
see a don doing well, don’t mind k!lling it
that’s why i’m k!lling it
man get a crew and don’t know who to bring in it
new song, i’ve got everybody k!lling it
can’t have a spitter debate without will in it
if i’m being honest, i wanna go and rave
in a rave that’s got no chill in it
everybody rocking with a straight copied style
none of you are living it
i switch an mc off like data roaming
i don’t wanna talk on the phone, cause today i’m zoning
my don is a nutter, you can’t control him
my don is on tings so it’s hard to hold him
check 1, 2, 3, then i’m outchea
like in the 80s when dad had a pouch
and a [?]
feet up like leather couch here
man work harder, never been a sloucher
you can’t stand bout here
all of the dogs dem outchea
outchea [?]
[?] run your mout here
thought it was sweet like tic tacs
till i realised it was sour like limes
cause my dons have got a brainpower like mine
but to be on the same page, we have to align
have to remind everybody we’re the grime kings
so it’s not a ting, going back to the vibe of the radio
practice, we was on the radio, active
we keep it up to the time like
[?] i’mma do that
only sick tunes for the fans [?] ball bat
what’d you call this and what’d you call that?
to be honest with you, bro, i’m fed up of all that
it’s grime now, the time’s now
no, you ain’t gotta be signed now
do it independent, ride out
have a great career and sign out
new huarache, them joints look fly
where’d you get them? i wanna buy
please tell me and don’t lie
on the nike air pie chart blud, my percentage is high
new huarache, them joints look fly
where’d you get them? i wanna buy
please tell me and don’t lie
on the nike air pie chart blud, my percentage is high

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