Shmelly

Ollie Ollie Ollie Tip cans, free man No chains on my body Brain full of fake names Chase off a Bobby Followed by a dark cloud, rain on my brolly Nose all runny Ma got Rennie? Tryna flip a quid from a couple red pennies Used to want enough to fill my belly Now I want enough to fill a five star plate Entrés and the cheese real shmelly Why so friendly? I don't know ya Why ya looking at me like my feet's on your sofa I don't wanna have to hit ya with the cold shoulder People's elbow; Ro-sham-bo ya Never been tall, scrap like a child soldier Tantrum, throw a tampon at my olders Elders, Idris Elba co-star Buddy cop flick with my face on the poster? Fuck a household name Face on the tele Done being common, want respect and some benji's I'm like Joe Peschi, with a skin routine And a sheet that's clean Never been caught, siphon the wealth from the gentry Used to hit the back door when there's no entry Fuck a dress code man I can't afford Fendi Rock my own clothes man I'm tryna cop a Bentley Cop on the corner Tryna cop a selfie, stealth mode Makin money hand over fist Think I'll do a runner from the country? Tempt me, tax man tryna slap shackles on my wrist Fuck a record label lemme sign with Elvive Account man in the books doing back flips Revenue knockin on the door with the heavies Busy tryna get my little arse sun kissed like Whoop, whoop, whoop Ollie Ollie Ollie Tip cans, free man No chains on my body Brain full of fake names Chase off a Bobby Followed by a dark cloud, rain on my brolly Nose all runny Ma got Rennie? Tryna flip a quid from a couple red pennies Used to want enough to fill my belly Now I want enough to fill a five star plate Entrés and the cheese real shmelly (yeah that cheese real shmelly But it's fillin up my belly Man I'm tryna get rich with the pelle) Can't afford the rent where my ma done raised me In the box room till the box push daisies Buddies lookin at me like "he coulda been something" Fuck that, wanna be the one they hate cus I made it Remember when I used hate the placed that I lived in? Felt like a caged bird, cooped up pigeon Tried jump ship, came back Too chicken Hopped out the big smoke, back to the skillet Funny how shit change and it still ain't different Getting head kicked on the school run home Remember when I first learned God was the villain Well he took my da and stopped pickin up the phone Little problem child, head fulla old fillings Give the kid a Yop; Stop him cryin for his pops Always had to make fill a void Always had to make noise Always hid from them boys till I heard them screaming like Whoop, whoop, whoop Ollie Ollie Ollie Tip cans, free man No chains on my body Brain full of fake names Chase off a Bobby Followed by a dark cloud, rain on my brolly Nose all runny Ma got Rennie? Tryna flip a quid from a couple red Penneys Used to want enough to fill my belly Now I want enough to fill a five star plate Entrés and the cheese real shmelly