[Intro: Reek0]
Yo
North London
Easy
(Yama, Yama, Yamasato)
[Verse 1: Reek0]
There's artists bargin', tryna get top
Not bein' themselves 'til they all gets long
Makin' tunes, that just don't help
Still doin' up news and runnin' from fed (Right)
Still can't speak in formal sentence
Ignorant flow, there's never a lesson (Never)
So how you gonna learn?
Lettin' it, man are lettin' it burn
Don't take advice from a random verse
You're on ends like blocks and curbs
Cool with the Marleys, cool with the Turks (It's cool)
With the gyaldem puttin' in work
Yo, slice of blue for a pizza (Uh)
And it's hot, Ibiza
IG snap from an unknown tеaser (Cheeky), unreleasеd
I had cornrows stuck on my head from early, icy freeze
Social standards, in too deep
In the corner shop, buyin' one, two sweets (Little two)
I got smokes like yard, I'm neat
But the journey's oh so steep (It's steep)
Me and broski mashin' the beat
Showtime jumpin', gettin' all peak (Know this one)
Sweet and sour
I need Black success, power
My new joint is the talk of the hour
Shower if there's no champagne glasses (Poppin')
They know I'm a seasoned artist
Be the best and tryna be the largest
Let me cock back in the garden
Roll a ziggy, no askin' (No askin')
The money is callin'
But I need Benihanas, I'm starvin'
Accustomed to the way she's arching
Gotta beat it, no stallin' (Stallin'), stallin'
Weep, him bawlin'
And the tune, I'm feelin' good
When I'm gettin' dressed in the mornin' (Woi)
[Interlude: Novelist]
Yeah (YSD part, you know)
Big Novelist (Trust me, cuz, it's real)
Hmm
Scary (I need to feel this one, real)
(Yama, Yama, Yamasato)
(Real, real)
[Verse 2: Novelist]
The B-I-G's in front of my name for a reason (For a reason, scary)
I put these guys on trial, the verdict was treason (Why I'm weary)
Huh, said they gotta pay that fine, pay that fine, everything'll be fine
Or I gotta take what's mine (Take that)
And that's the last thing you man want
Who's gonna stop me from doin' what I want?
I got the brightest light in all of mankind
Open the eyes of the blind
Now isn't the time to be nice and be kind
Little wasteman better slide to the side
I got a sword and I'd like to divide
The real from the fake (I'd like to do that)
Separate truth from the lie
I'm tellin' man straight (Tellin' man straight up)
You lose your life not fightin' your pride, better bite that
I'm the best in there and it's like that
When you see the truth, you can't fight that (You can't)
I just execute, I won't mic that
I watch all of my plans transpire (Trust me)
And I like that
You man are lyin', you can't justify that
Swim against the tide, they won't try that
'Cause they shook, and I'm not (I'm not)
Even at my low, I was on top
I'm Big Novelist like that (Like that)
I'm known to take things higher
When I write a script, it excites man (Trust)
Minimalise the trust and get sidetracked (Trust me)
Big Novelist, bullseye that
I'm on the billboards and I look fly, fam
Like give me the check and I'll nice that
I don't chase no bags
Bags chase me 'cause I'm that guy, fam (Trust me)
They wanna replicate the guy I am
But I will always be flyer
[Outro: Kenny Allstar]
You know what we call that one?
We call that target practice
Woosh
