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Theres no way you can tell man that I cant do what I want to
I do what I want
Theres popstars that Ive been with and Ive got a few that Im on to
Imma grab who I want
I aint got time to watch man that chat when its untrue
I dont listen to the chat
Ive worked too hard and God knows the things that Ive gone tru
On my life
Now I gotta house in the west Im doing it
Now I put the ice on my chest Im doing it
Now I got plaques on the wall Im doing it
Now I never answer a call Im doing it
Now I gotta house in the west Im doing it
Now I put the ice on my chest Im doing it
Now I got plaques on the wall Im doing it
Now I never answer a call Im doing it
Its AJ can you say it for my quickly? AJ!
Big man living like a pygmy Like a wah?
I might Bob Marley if I cant sleep bow-bow
But I dont love Bobby like Im Whitney On God
G-Trace-oh brudda, Im a big G Trace!
My young G move scratchy hes itchy scratch-scratch
Im not a court or proposal
Never am I zil or a tent so you cant pitch me
Im legit so these jakes wanna shift me woo-woo!
Like a keyboard broskis will shift-key shift-shift
Im the Undertaker doing graveyard shifts
Put a paigon in a crypt no nipsey coffin
Spin a dumb yout like whiskey
Remix, spin a dumb yout mans tipsy woo!
Manna vexed cah I got their girl tomfooled
Then she sprayed their shit to come lips me Ha-ha!
Theres no way you can tell man that I cant do what I want to
I do what I want
Theres popstars that Ive been with and Ive got a few that Im on to
Imma grab who I want
I aint got time to watch man that chat when its untrue
I dont listen to the chat
Ive worked too hard and God knows the things that Ive gone tru
On my life
Now I gotta house in the west Im doing it
Now I put the ice on my chest Im doing it
Now I got plaques on the wall Im doing it
Now I never answer a call Im doing it
Now I gotta house in the west Im doing it
Now I put the ice on my chest Im doing it
Now I got plaques on the wall Im doing it
Now I never answer a call Im doing it
I like good girls cause I was a bad yout sweet gyal
In the west end clubbing in a tracksuit on my life
I thought my ends were police wanna put you in a cage
These secondary school kids wanna stab you mind out
Dont mention my name Ill slap you on god
Any riddim any vibe Ill adapt to spin it
I see bruddas online tryna diss what I done
But Im doing pretty well for a black yout for a brown lad
Im the actual best uh
Gang ting Im from actual west Grove!
Bros active, cant be acting all blessed nah
If a man speak up with actual chest chest
Ksubi on my jeans
Or Ive got palm angel on my tee swag
Im gonna make mans girlfriend come to me me
And Ill run mans city like Kompany true
Theres no way you can tell man that I cant do what I want to
I do what I want
Theres popstars that Ive been with and Ive got a few that Im on to
Imma grab who I want
I aint got time to watch man that chat when its untrue
I dont listen to the chat
Ive worked too hard and God knows the things that Ive gone tru
On my life
Now I gotta house in the west Im doing it
Now I put the ice on my chest Im doing it
Now I got plaques on the wall Im doing it
Now I never answer a call Im doing it
Now I gotta house in the west Im doing it
Now I put the ice on my chest Im doing it
Now I got plaques on the wall Im doing it
Now I never answer a call Im doing it
Now I gotta a house in the west Im doing it
Now I put the ice on my chest Im doing it
Now I got plaques on the wall Im doing it
Now I never answer a call Im doing it
Now I gotta a house in the west Im doing it
Now I put the ice on my chest Im doing it
Now I got plaques on the wall Im doing it
Now I never answer a call Im doing it