Call Me Loose

Intro

ENEMIES (FEATURING. KIRKY)
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[Pre-Chorus: Kirky]
Cartier wrist watch, VVs shinin', niggas ain’t fuckin' with me (Me)
Lambo' truck, that’s a 4x4, four rambos under the scene
They mistake me, I come across clean, but give me the mop, I'm ready to clean
Forty thousand around my neck, I remember the days I was servin' the fiends

[Chorus: Kirky]
I got so many enemies, one thing they all got in common, they wanna be me
Niggas want all the things I got, just know it ain't gonna be cheap
If you're talkin' hoes, then I lost count, the Instagram models I had in my sheets
She callin' my phone, tell me her nigga be starvin' her, she just want somethin’ to eat
[Verse 2: Kirky]
I’m so one thousand with it, don't care ’bout drip, don't care 'bout jewels
I just exploit this shit for my algorithm
Bring your ho 'round me, might find her missin’
I ain't even gonna lie, I'm a real nigga and I'm down to Earth
Still tryna leave him in the sky
Never went colly, I'm drivin' this Culli'
In the O with a K now I'm feelin' like Sully
I fuck her and leave her, ain't tryna meet mummy
I rather be focused on makin' this money
Since I got rich, she be suckin' with more spit
If she fuck good, I endorse it
Says she wanna be bae, don't force it
Sit's on my mouth, only right that I talk shit
I don't care 'bout my ex bitch
X6 on my left wrist
Trap kickin' like Tetris, all these numbers, feelin' dyslexic
I'm loco, but not local
Seven figures off my socials
I'm so cool, and I'm anti-social
Got a nigga wiped off a phone call

[Verse 2: Clavish]
Uh, I got so many enemies, one thing they all got in common, they wanna be me
Burn that bridge for couple of Bs
I got opps down the road that will drop me for free
My nigga, they want me to rap
When they get a drop, they try not to drop it on me
The girls you pree on the 'Gram for hours without tryna make them; drop to their knees
If she had one wish, I'll be takin' her home
My nigga just came home, scrapin' a bowl
I put blood on my knife from ages ago
Before my 'tape, been tapin' the roads
Love's one thing I ain't showin' a ho (Oh, no)
The police stop me, they ain't gotta say freeze
Look at my wrist, I'm already froze
I ain't clearin' a rumor
If he's got a gap in his teet' and he's six foot, know he a shooter
S saw him aim where your shoes are , the last nigga she hit was a loser
Missionary, I think she cute
The head that she give me might give me a tumour
Came a long way from cheffin' a crackhead
Now, I'm a star, Luna
A guy got spun by a DST, G17 same size as a PSP
Feds askin' questions, but, I kept it G without the EST
Said she want me to pay for her BBL
I'm tryna put somethin' on BBC
She bustin' it open even quicker 'cause I'm on a T.V. screen
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[Pre-Chorus: Kirky]
Cartier wrist watch, VVs shinin', niggas ain't fuckin' with me (Me)
Lambo' truck, that's a 4x4, four rambos under the scene
They mistake me, I come across clean, but give me the mop, I'm ready to clean
Forty thousand around my neck, I remember the days I was servin' the feinds

[Chorus: Kirky]
I got so many enemies, one thing they all got in common, they wanna be me
Niggas want all the things I got, just know it ain't gonna be cheap
If you're talkin' hoes, then I lost count, the Instagram models I had in my sheets
She callin' my phone, tell me her nigga be starvin' her she just want somethin' to eat

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Enemies (feat. Kirky)

4 OF US (FEATURING. YOUNGS TEFLON, RIMZEE, TINY BOOST)
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Mummy raised a good yute, but I'm bad like my surname Jackson
Fifty cent coins in this hand gun (Baow)
You ever heard the MAC ring? Ain't nothing like a Samsung
And we was making snow fall way before Damson
Classmates turnt wet, they underneath the drier (Brr)
How they singing like Mariah? Turned the hood into a choir (How?)
Told mum "I'm going church", I was handing out them flyers
I'm talking bout them samples, felt like Marlo in The Wire (Now, whatchu say, youngs?)
These niggas like mine, I ain't met too many (Uh-uh)
Lay a finger on my dreads, they gon' get the sеmi
Uptown nights had me sweating Henny
Lеft with Jenny, gave me deep throat, I gave her Ben & Jerry's
Catch me in the burbs, I'm just swerving through the lanes (Mm)
Got it overseas, my Cuban links ain't a chain (Uh-uh)
She asked me what I'm on, I said, "World domination"
'Cause me and my thoughts are like Pinky and the Brain
And niggas know the codes, don't come outside without your bally
Stoney on the island, but you know we smoking Cali
Out in Santorini in the villa, I'm with Sally
By the seashores, I sold shells to the catties (Who did it?)
Me and akh done it twice, we're pending on a triple (Verb)
XRP, we're tryna let the coin ripple (Grrt)
I part it with the twin barrels, that's a double dribble (Rimz, my brudda)
Pockets full of sweets (Uh), these ain't Harribos or Skittles (Yo)
I just wanna eat Benihanas (I do)
Miss seven summers, shit I had to do for these Balenciagas (Ucks)
I make it look lit, but it's been hard
Got rich off a SIM card (Brr), pull strings, no guitar
Outside was frying like dumplings (It was), but I couldn't come in (Never)
Took mad L's, but I won big (Facts)
Baguettes in the ring for all them years on the wing (Ah)
I hope Allah forgive me for my sins (Inshallah)
In them streets, I'm certi (Ah)
Tryna get a body on this ting, ain't going Turkey (Grrah)
Had me queuing up for servery (Facts)
The hood raised me, block boy before JB
My come up was serious, JME (It was)
It's hard to think about streaming
Got niggas doing life on some street shit
And niggas that ain't breathing
I remember going dances with big Glocks
Sixty for the wrist watch, these niggas dancing on TikTok
Known for getting trappy and taping off roads (I am)
(Tiny Boost Verse)
[Verse 4: Clavish]
I can't stop Suedey from making songs about killing
I ain't gotta follow or double tap, I'm still hitting
In the station but this time for something that I didn't
In the booth, only time you might hear me try singing
My youngen back in the block, serving days, three nickings
I ain't hit her since I hit, I ain't tripping
Me, I hate cats but I make sure that I provide for my kittens
You ain't ever had two spinners kissing, not twinning
Might put her in YSL, pissed I'm on the phone to her less than my clientele
Tagging up a nine, I can do it with my aisle scales
Feds thought Crash lined it up
And that's why they said no when he applied for bail
When the bag's orange, only time I'm tryna take a L
Waste of money 'cah I ain't even gonna do my bail
I ain't tryna ride with no niggas scared to do the jail
If you get caught, he might do the tales
Yo, I was robbing phones way before I started fucking girls
Mum asked why I'm selling crack 'cah it fucking sells
Firearms, what I'ma buy before I pay for nails
I got ten-tens from Liverpool to A-T-L
Used to rob older niggas, never used to shoplift
I jump on the stage and my fans doing mosh pits
Them niggas don't like me cah I really does this
My nigga done it bait and got busted, free him up

4 Of Us (feat. Youngs Teflon, Rimzee & Tiny Boost)

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[Verse]
Niggas in my hood say I can make it to the top
But, they know that I ain't cappin'
And my somethin' put it all up in his top
I know some good guys, get their savage on, kidnappin' on
Like, how long you been chattin' to the opps?
My niggas on tag
If I get a drop, he'll tag along
They ain't got racks, I'm baffled when they rap about shots
I ain't tryna give my heart unless I know that she the one
Look me in my eyes, promise me you'll never do me wrong
I tried act like I ain't 'bout it, she already clocked the hood in me
Half the hood's fake, I'm only bringin' half the hood with me
All I need's a mask, pair of gloves, and a hoodie beat
Niggas chat like bitches nowadays, make sure your pussy clean
Nothin' poppin' off on your behalf, fuck you talkin' 'bout?
Niggas say my name too much, that's all they talk about
We don't care 'bout work that you worked when we weren't about
You ain't workin' nothin' now
Don't be throwin' up gang signs with no money in your pockets
I got big dreams, I ain't pennyin' your silly comments
I got blood on my nigga's shank, but that's not my problem
Now there' plugs gettin' sucked, this half-box ain't on Connie
Niggas pointin' fingers, if they grab me, I won't point nothin'
If I don't bust in rappin', then it's back to wrappin' point ones
What you know about bein' desperate for a place for the ting to stay
So you tell her it's a toy gun?
Feel sorry for my opps, why? Most of them shit at rappin', shit at trappin'
Scorin' on civilians, shit at bangin'
Who said you can't wear sliders in the trenches?
I see opps in my Gucci flip-flops, still get it crackin'
Or the Louis ones, Christian Dior drops, but I prefer the Louis ones
I got clout, so it's not hard to get the bougie ones
They won't tell me nothin' 'bout no Hakkasan, Nobu, or cocktails
I bet I'll still pattern that
I ain't been bowlin' in time, but, I've been knockin' down hoes like pins, so I'm fine
I got rocks in my shine, rocks in this G-pack
It's not about wantin', the fiends'dem, they need that
I used to do the night shift, and back then I never had three bags
My outfit today cost me three bags
So don't say I've changed, you're just statin' the obvious
I used to watch my olders gettin' money with binoculars
I got the opposite sex cattin', banged up with a nigga
From my hood we spent most our time chattin', who's set's more on it
And comparin' our stabbings
He's got more, but I made a nigga white flag it
Feel like Charles Lee Ray with this Rammy
Or should I say Chucky?
See a opp, I'ma leave the scene yucky
All I need is twenty seconds, like, say I'm in a hurry
I was aimin' for his face, bro was rippin' out his tummy
I'm still the perfect son in the eyes of my mummy
Even though feds hit the yard tryna find bunnies
On the 'Gram, she a star, but not a star from where I'm comin'
Surgery head to toe, but to us she's still—Tst
If she ain't tryna hold the ones, then to us, she's on nothin'
She don't care that I'm Clavish, and that makes me wanna cuff it
She don't pop up when she sees my in the Urus or the Culli'
And that's still not enough to prove it's not about the money
Got some real shit tatted on my stomach
My watch two-tone, but it came with several different colours
Not a pride thing why I hold grudges
But you can't backdoor me and think we're still gonna be brothers
Four-forty all in rose
If you're talkin' 'bout opps, I've stabbed couple to the bone
Hotel, she ain't comin' to my home
Half the hood don't promote my songs when they drop
Don't know why the fuck they think they're comin' to my shows
In school, I used to rob phones, not sell cookies in the corridor
Signed to the streets way before I signed to Polydor

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[Lyrics]

Documentary
Niggas talk bout documentary
Oh my God that skipped my memory
Since elementary
I’ve been rapping, never skip a beat
I never skip a beat
Shoot like a trajectory
For the documentary

Documentary
Niggas talk bout documentary
Oh my God that skipped my memory
Since elementary
I’ve been rapping, never skip a beat
I never skip a beat
Shoot like a trajectory
For the documentary

Oh my God, oh my days
In the shop, with my waves
Met my ex just like Dave
Niggas tend to misbehave
Flow rise up, like a wave
Give a taste, now she crave
White ass shit is what I gave
Fame got me up in the stage

Documentary
Niggas talk bout documentary
Oh my God that skipped my memory
Since elementary
I’ve been rapping, never skip a beat
I never skip a beat
Shoot like a trajectory
For the documentary

Documentary
Niggas talk bout documentary
Oh my God that skipped my memory
Since elementary
I’ve been rapping, never skip a beat
I never skip a beat
Shoot like a trajectory
For the documentary
Pull up Lemme show my fans
Got some money and some bands
Out there feeling like Nemzzz
In my feelings just like Strandz
Yo
Fucked that hoe
Pass that shit to bro
And she sucked his toes
Now she wanna fuck

Documentary
Niggas talk bout documentary
Oh my God that skipped my memory
Since elementary
I’ve been rapping, never skip a beat
I never skip a beat
Shoot like a trajectory
For the documentary

Documentary
Niggas talk bout documentary
Oh my God that skipped my memory
Since elementary
I’ve been rapping, never skip a beat
I never skip a beat
Shoot like a trajectory
For the documentary

Documentary
Niggas talk bout documentary
Oh my God that skipped my memory
Since elementary
I’ve been rapping, never skip a beat
I never skip a beat
Shoot like a trajectory
For the documentary

For the documentary
For the documentary

Documentary
Niggas talk bout documentary
Oh my God that skipped my memory
Since elementary
I’ve been rapping, never skip a beat
I never skip a beat
Shoot like a trajectory
For the documentary

Documentary
Niggas talk bout documentary
Oh my God that skipped my memory
Since elementary
I’ve been rapping, never skip a beat
I never skip a beat
Shoot like a trajectory
For the documentary

Oh my God, oh my days
In the shop, with my waves
Met my ex just like Dave
Niggas tend to misbehave
Flow rise up, like a wave
Give a taste, now she crave
White ass shit is what I gave
Fame got me up in the stage

DOCUMENTARY

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