Yeah This is track #3 "Can't Get Close" Think about that shit 'Cause these rap niggas ain't close to my nigga Yeah My nigga Maestro producing on the beat Straight wavy My nigga's got the waviest beat Take your time with this one
Popping bottles with my niggas like it's my birthday Feds tapped my phone, they even listening to my wordplay All these girls on me and Kilo I used to trap from the bush, scale on me like Nemo I ain't worried about getting harmed I got the ting on me, plus my nigga Skrapz looks like he got pregnant arms Them niggas only push keys on their lappy My mum can't believe that I spent a G on my tracky The yayo is powder before it was rock like Optimus Prime I made it transform in a pot Me & Deeco driving round East in a droptop whiter than Simon Cowell's teeth I always tell the truth I ain't got no reason to lie I've smoked so much amnesia I don't even get high Ugh... And when it comes to this rap ting we the nicest 300 niggas with me like Leonidas
I don't go nowhere without the 300 spartans Spartans on deck just like swammies on deck You know how the fuck we do When I go probation, I'm strapped When I say hi to mum's, I'm strapped When I go to buy pampers, I'm strapped So why the fuck would I fear another nigga, B?
My nigga said I need some constructive plans Cos all I do is fly birds and fuck the fans I'm getting money these pagans ain't on my mind Always got it on me cah I feel naked without my nine You hardly see nina round hoes cah these side bitches can't keep their mouth closed Remember when I used to hustle in the rain, me and Lencs rushing niggas like Ukraine I still can't believe the judge gave Ca$h 30, plus they did Inchez and Jazz dirty My whole crew makes them birds fly, I told Dewey and Fundz you'll be home soon the bird will fly My nigga Alan B's yard looking like a palace She lets me cook in her yard, I book her flights to Paris Hoes staring when I pass through & it's a Loyal to the Soil ting when Skrapz Is Back, Part Ii It's Nines
That's Maestrizy on the guitars, you know? Adam on the buttons you know? Mad ting innit? Didn't get my nigga Any of these producers can't fuck with my nigga Maestrizy Nigga mad tings
And when it comes to this rap ting we the nicest 300 niggas with me like Leonidas And when it comes to this rap ting we the nicest 300 niggas with me like Leonidas
Compositores: Courtney Leon Freckleton, Frank Yamoah ECAD: Obra #30447811