On The Radar Freestyle

[Intro] Live Londo on the track, ya know? Shout out the mandem London to New York Ay [Verse] I don't wanna hear no more of this postcode rap I'm flagging the Union Jack Thank God UK back on the map Now I'm tryna put UK rap on my back Cap, all of their captions cap, they ain't done this or that I thought shortly just got the BBL till I seen how it jiggle and clap Aye mad, everyday I'm live, Monday live, Saturday, Sunday live Chat shit on my niggas, I gotta back out the scissors, I'm cutting ties I was like nine when I found me the love of my life, and still money on my mind Money is time, so when I'm late for the meeting, I'm saying uncle drive Aye, which one of them, not one of thеm can I'm different, not one of thеm man I'm sending my addy on text, and She pulling up her in the hairband I'm driving the GLE tinted, like I want to put my bro through the airbag Or I'm trying to send myself to the Gulag Hmm, still trying to keep it civil Yeah we came a long way from little Gyal all think that I'm single, and they all want to know my skin routine Why? I don't get pimples, UK I don't smoke on Cali Ironic, cause back then I tried 419 for a Cortez trackie Old school like Faze or Dappy, better check my catalogue I got gyal from ends and ones that pose in magazine catalogue I'm digital, they analogue, I rap a lot, they cap a lot I'm in New York with a ESTA, bro back home flying packs on a Vespa I got American gyal talking about chopped cheese sandwich, what does that mean? Come to the fore, show you bout chicken and chips, Maggi and rice and peas I told my jeweller I want the diamonds with more colour than Nike IDs I seen guys get love on Spotify, not real life, they're buying their streams Psst, Meedi, stepped in with a 10 out of 10, whose friend is a 10 out of 10, how greedy Bad one want me to tap that shit on my Snapchat, tryna get streaky Last year I sell out the show, this year I can sell it again, that's easy Believe me, trust me Livest in the city, pretty boy through [?] Real grinder, no 9 to 5, I don't feel pressure Any day, whatever the weather, I still pull up and its pepper Feel me, London, stand up Baby, you're gonna be the one that save me You're gonna be the one that change me, I need rollies and them APs Man's hot like crack in the 80s Ha ha ha, Live