Mainstream

But just a touch of mellow smoothness This year I wanna make mainstream money This year I wanna make mainstream money [Verse 1: Ghostpoet] Some would say the money tree's just another evil in my dreams Cash leaves just fly about me seamlessly I'm like, bless me please We tired of the suffering Rain down the sterling cause the world's run dry Look, hero come, hero cause the whip gleam night Something's tapping car daily, first class thing flights Reality bitеs and it's counting out the reddies Wondеr who eats tonight I gotta keep this shit steady So [Chorus: Tinchy Stryder] This year I'm trying to get mainstream money This year I'm trying to get mainstream money This year I'm trying to get mainstream money Spendin' vapes and ice cream money This year I'm trying to get mainstream money This year I'm trying to get mainstream money This year I'm trying to get mainstream And I’m spendin' vapes and ice cream money [Verse 2: Tinchy Stryder] I need an unpacking bowl Pick and I’m eat and I’m microflow Make some kind of a mix CD and All I said was I'm back to normal So stuntin' like your neck is just glowin' I shine, I put the white in gold Takin' my time, I'm easy No higher till like your necks are blowin' up Workin' legs, keep openin' up Too much bendin's, it's a lot, it's enough Mix up a little bit, if you wanna rock Back to the rhyme, I'm sendin' it to floors Run this course, you best enrol Go to the fan base, watch it grow Told them I'm puttin' the game in the headlock Guess what? Still got a neck in the bone [Chorus: Tinchy Stryder] This year I'm trying to get mainstream money This year I'm trying to get mainstream money This year I'm trying to get mainstream money Spendin' vapes and ice cream money This year I'm trying to get mainstream money This year I'm trying to get mainstream money This year I'm trying to get mainstream And I’m spendin' vapes and ice cream money [Verse 3: Joe James] Dropped in a mic and I dropped in hard Man tried sendin' it, got man parred Please don't believe these old school gangstas They got ties with Scotland Yard Look in his eyes like you're not that dark Don't think that you're bad cause your face got scarred Cause you got punched up in school By the guys that Jojo would've put straight on their arse This time you know that your babe's a brass For the way she a pro and a pro when her dance Come from a place where the cats got glass and smoke And shoot up their forearms to her arse Listen in class, I'm a different glass Nine millimetres, all whistlin' past I'm calm, but I got more rage in me than a young Mike Tyson Actually, nah, nah, nah I got more rage in me than Ronnie Pickering's car Niggas on bra pulls back to the side She's like a paid kid, Joel, stick it in far The state of the game's a sickening thing But I'm savin' the game as a sickening task Tryna get riches, I'm tellin' their dogs And I paint pictures cause the palette is vast And I'm tellin' them team with the man I'm in France In my auntie's garden Old 14, it was me, Big Z and Danny on Lars Send for the kid and you haven't got a chance Twenty-three's in my sock and I had them in a dance Shot one ting, one Aragon glance And I shot one open into your arm Eastern legend, that paper, you'll grind [Chorus: Tinchy Stryder] This year I'm trying to get mainstream money This year I'm trying to get mainstream money This year I'm trying to get mainstream money Spendin' vapes and ice cream money This year I'm trying to get mainstream money This year I'm trying to get mainstream money This year I'm trying to get mainstream And I’m spendin' vapes and ice cream money [Outro: Tinchy Stryder] End of the game, like, hold up Like it was a check move, whether you're frozen or not End of the game, like, hold up Like it was a check move, whether you're frozen or not End of the game, like, hold up Like it was a check move, whether you're frozen or not End of the game, like, wait a minute Wait a minute, man, I'm so done