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[Verse 1] Jamie Adenuga, that's me Confessed, I'm the best, I'm a don I been shopping, spending P And I heard lady sing man song You might see me with President T Dun know, we call him ching chang chong Cause he cuts up rocks with scissors, and makes paper That's what big man's on Bruv, when I'm out spending cash I might run into some local scruff And they start showing off True say they don't see Jme on road, too tough On some eediat childish hype Showing off all they white bone and stuff Take a look at me rudeboy You don't see paper, but I'm holding 'nuff [Chorus] Everywhere I go I see the same bros They looking at me funny Yeah, they're putting on a show, show, show No wonder why they make no dough Everywhere I go I see the same bros They looking at me funny Yeah, they're putting on a show, show, show No wonder why they make no dough [Verse 2] Area Watford, me and Skeps Sam and Ez get searched on the steps All pat-down and a metal detector In case man's got a shank in their creps Straight downstairs, straight to the bar No space for order, it's a par While I patiently wait, one guy always wants to screw-face, eediat I'm not afraid of him cause I pump up tone up weights in the gym I don't know what this guy's thinking All I know is he's not blinking A girl taps him shoulder He turns round, smiles, starts drinking I don't understand, there's bare girls, but he's on some badman ting [Chorus] Everywhere I go I see the same bros They looking at me funny Yeah, they're putting on a show, show, show No wonder why they make no dough Everywhere I go I see the same bros They looking at me funny Yeah, they're putting on a show, show, show No wonder why they make no dough [Verse 3] How many more people are going to tell me that Jme's not repping the ends Shh hut yuh muh, you stupid speng I was representing in Year 10 Winchmore uniform Heat FM So, I don't wanna hear no bullshit again I live on the north of the LDN But I represent the north and south of the Thames And the left to the right Bruv, I represent anyone that has lived the street life So no-one chat to me 'Cause before I MC'd, no-one used to chat to me But now you think you're a real goon You ain't even made one real tune Shh hut yuh muh, stop lying to me I don't know who you're trying to be [Chorus] Everywhere I go I see the same bros They looking at me funny Yeah, they're putting on a show, show, show No wonder why they make no dough Everywhere I go I see the same bros They looking at me funny Yeah, they're putting on a show, show, show No wonder why they make no dough [Outro] Sho-ow, sho-ow No wonder why they make no do-o-ough Show, show Show, show You make no do-o-o-o-o-ough...