THAT'S SILLY
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[Verse]
I'm in top taste, para 'cause this shop's bait
Always got my lock blade
Where you from? Don't watch face
Still on the block, ayy
Countin' up these rocks
I need a watch, that when I look at it, all I see is rocks, ayy
"Known gang member," erm, bro, that's what the cops say
I been layin' low tryna stay up out the cops way
A nigga said he's got bangin' buj' for the low
But, it's a, "No" from me 'cause he uses too much Bosch, ayy
I ain't on this fightin' thing, I'd rather do the knifin' thing
Jung ain't on this knifin' thing, he's out here tryna fry some wigs
Nitty at the stove whippin' snow, he ain't fryin' eggs
Peng food, why you think the kittens keep on dialin' in?
I love my niggas, the same way Frankie loves Billy
Got a couple shots, so I'll be back in a jiffy
Big bro said hе's got a date, I gave him my thingy
Don't lack just to take a bitch Akasan, that's silly
Don't act likе my niggas ain't puttin' work on many
Fuck YouTube, I'ma put my opps on the telly
This pretty little thing wanna fuck me and my bro
Do your ting babygirl, just don't get make-up on my Fendi
Check this, mummy told me never put my hand on women, that's a myth
When the niggas I've got beef with are some bitches
I'm from Stamford Hill, you know, couple trappers, couple drillers
Next time we catch an opp, he gon' need more than couple stitches
In the trap runnin' laps 'cause I need more than couple figures
Niggas say I can rap, I should try make a killin'
Keyz got two sticks on him, Mercedes, tip-tronic
Didn't rate me in college, now, she on my dick hoppin'
I can get a strip poppin', I can see the Lizz lockin'
I can see your bitch droppin' to her kneews to give toppy
Yardie never used to trap, he's in the club, wrist-watchin'
Pop a wrist watch, then go sell it for some quick profit
In the T 'cause my stack needs to hit the ceilin'
If I get my chingin' on, I don't need a reason
Runnin' 'round late night doin' misdemeanours
Stabbed a nigga broad day, now he's in his feelings
And I'd be lyin' if I said that I didn't mean it
Civilians really saw me, but I didn't deep it
This mixtape's just for everyone to know I'm hard
Don't care 'bout bein' in the charts, but if I am, I'm thankful, darg
I'm tryna make history, Rosa Parks
Bitch thinks I'm her counselor, always tryna have a heart-to-heart
Her ex was a bum nigga
Why's she on the internet talkin' 'bout she's only datin' niggas with the fastest cars
That's silly
Head to toe, yo, I'm drippy
Got a pole and a flicky on me at the same time
If I see a foe, he's written
Love my phone and my kittens
I was broke before I met them
Me and bro runnin' jokes on them niggas 'cause we cheffed them
[Chorus]
From North but I'm in West-end
Harrods may be nickles, Off-White
Only done a cheffin' once, but that was tripled
Real rap, not a riddle
Treat the wap like a whistle
I'm a trap boy, and a finesser, not a jinlez
From North but I'm in West-end
Harrods may be nickles, Off-White
Only done a cheffin' once, but that was tripled
Real rap, not a riddle
Treat the wap like a whistle
I'm a trap boy, and a finesser, not a jinlez

Rap Game Awful

That's Silly

MONDAY TO SUNDAY (FEATURING. FREDO)
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[Chorus: Clavish]
Tell the judge, "Stop givin' out numbers to my niggas"
You'd commit the same crimes if you grew up how we were livin'
But I'd rather them birded off than graveyard visits
'Cause that's the main reason why I'm always in my feelings
Monday to Sunday we're doin' shit that we shouldn't
You just hate 'cause I'm doin' all the shit that you couldn't
And I'm still down to do all the shit that you wouldn't
The headrest in the Maybach, it feels like a cushion
Verse 1: Clavish]
One hundred, that's the number I'ma keep it with my homies
I sin, so Palm Angels, that's my way of keepin' it holy
I'm in this GLE drivin' like the fire, we open
Got a pink card, but I'm just used to drivin' it stolеn
This ho, she keeps preein' my phone, she tryna gеt the code
But I don't even want all of that, she tryna get the throat
SAV playin' with shanks, rather get the pole
Shotguns for niggas with heart, you got to get up close
Days in them hostile bandos, they got me reminiscin'
You ain't got no guns, so how you tryna have an exhibition?
Got nominated for an award
The only that reason I'm goin' so my jail niggas
They can see me on the television
What I can do for you, you can't for me, how am I benefitin'?
I can never be broke, I'll buy both and get it missin'
Get it giddy, niggas do it for the girls that I say one word to
Now they're gettin' ready, gettin' pretty, Betty
Before I lose my breath, I'ma touch a milli'
When I see ****, I ain't beatin' him up
My nigga show me one thing at once, me in her gut
But I'm C-L-A, I only hit ninas and up
All these bitches wanna fuck me, I don't even need a nice pendant
If they want a verse, only time I want a life sentence
Bump into my opps, I'll leave my knife in their socket
I'm in the studio with F, he's got a .9 in his pocket
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[Chorus: Clavish]
Tell the judge, "Stop givin' out numbers to my niggas"
You'd commit the same crimes if you grew up how we were livin'
But I'd rather them birded off than graveyard visits
'Cause that's the main reason why I'm always in my feelings
Monday to Sunday we're doin' shit that we shouldn't
You just hate 'cause I'm doin' all the shit that you couldn't
And I'm still down to do all the shit that you wouldn't
The headrest in the Maybach, it feels like a cushion

[Verse 2: Fredo]
Twenty-eight for the whole ones, yeah, they feel like a bookin'
Before them bookings for shows, yeah, they were lookin' for snow
It's like all I see is hoes when I go look at your bros
But niggas know, when you see mine, you're lookin' at killers
You bought a chain before a gun, a car for her before your mum
Video time, my youngins in there with a gun before I come
It was pain before the fun, RIPs are more than one
Sellin' 'caine down in the rain to buy some trainers for my mum (Yo)
Now if mummy wants some trainers, she can hit the store
I don't hit chicks, but hit the road to make a little more
Probably get like fourteen just off my kitchen floor
Had my soldier posted on the corner like a Nisa store
So fuck rap 'cause my grind stays stable
No cap, got enough straps to do my nine times tables
They play my tracks in traps, and they sound it in the car
But Melo got more hits, they just ain't counted in the chart
[Chorus: Clavish]
Tell the judge, "Stop givin' out numbers to my niggas"
You'd commit the same crimes if you grew up how we were livin'
But I'd rather them birded off than graveyard visits
'Cause that's the main reason why I'm always in my feelings

Monday To Sunday (feat. Fredo)

NO INTERVIEW
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[Verse]
In public, without my shooter, that's a slippy move
Put them gang signs down, you're nearly fifty-two
They think I'm bein' rude, I'm probably just not in the mood
That's for the guys that want a feature or an interview
I lost my nigga to the streets, that had me drippin' tears
My favourite picture of him tatted on me 'cah I miss him bare
The other day, someone asked me what's my biggest fear
Openin' up to someone that don't even care
Tryna find a shush, so the neighbours, they won't even hear
Couplе K on J's, that after twice, I won't evеn wear
When I get good news, more times, I ain't finna share
You're watchin' out for evil eye, I'm watching out for evil ears
Big homie, that's my evil twin
Steppin' time was me and him
Civilians around me, I just hope they did not see a thing
I trust you, but the trust is thin
I hustle, but without the ling
I've done it, but without the cling
I'm runnin' to them thousands quick, shit
Pretty girls, I know how they lie
I know the colour for real
I see it wet, I know how it dries
Big B's, nigga, please, I know how it drives
Them other guys only drive them cars in Dubai
Naughty youngens out late with their big jookers
I'm a big deal, I need the watch with the Big Boogers
Used to eat out with two two's, now, it's big cookers
She tryna push me into her, but I'm a Pullers
I don't clout chase on social media to stay relevant
The streets ain't for everyone, that's why they made the curbs
I should've been scared, but gettin' shot at gave me adrenaline
I dropped out shh 'cah that nigga's too feminine
Last night, S had a show, he was shellin' it
The trap house stinks, if I could, I'd give it peppermint
They got me in the station, talkin' 'bout evidence
They say they know everything, but I ain't sayin' anything
Nonchalant wit' it 'cah it's somethin' that I never did
Patek, Dweller, Cartier's, these Stokey yutes were never lit
My little cousin caught a food case, he wants me to tell him
Every little thing about jail 'cah he's never been
Mention my name if you're talkin' about drillin'
Mention Colombian's too if you're talkin' about killin'
Yo, you talk a good game, but don't go on no mission
I'm with the young one and he don't mind goin' to prison
And I get money, so that make them hate me more
You bought her flowers for the fourteenth
My dick was in her face three days before
Jail niggas phone my phone, sayin', "I can't wait for tour"
Got a couple scores to settle, so I can't wait to score
And you're never on your job, comin' like you hate your chores
Destined to be a star from the day that I was born
When I was broke, I would've sucked you for a baby and a four
Got your baby tryna suck me, goin' crazy to the morn'
[Outro]
In public, without my shooter, that's a slippy move
Put them gang signs down, you're nearly 52
(Simon Crisp)
They think I'm being rude, I'm probably just not in the mood
That's for the guys who want a feature or an interview

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