Sky

[Verse 1: Nico Lindsay] Time's pushing on, ain't waiting on nobody Many rainy days, either get wet or hold brollies Soon gotta make my move, no time stopping Up the pace or get left in the cold feeling sorry Used to get along, now we don't, I ain't sorry Subtract the vibe killers Only come around when they see the light glitters Hitch up a round, too inner like a splinter But feelings towards man come like Guinness Lost in the sauce and I'm seeing 'nuff spillage Potent I spray so they came around sniffing High off the fumes, brain's left on a glitch ting Convincing yourself that you eat enough spinach Weak in the mind, looking for strength, init? Hate the game cuh you have no strength in it Moving timid Intimidated, joke ting, init? [Hook: Nico Lindsay] Me nuh like dem, dem nuh like I See a soundboy get dashed in the sky Wan' flex wicked but not around I Wan' flex wicked but not around I Me nuh like dem, dem nuh like I See a soundboy get dashed in the sky Wan' flex wicked but not around I Wan' flex wicked but not around I Me nuh like dem, dem nuh like I Me nuh like dem, dem nuh like I Me nuh like dem, dem nuh like I See a soundboy get dashed in the sky Me nuh like dem, dem nuh like I Me nuh like dem, dem nuh like I Me nuh like dem, dem nuh like I See a soundboy get dashed in the sky [Verse 2: Lyrical Strally] Lyrical machine, don't push gear So when I spray, it's automatic Dem man still need the MC manual Bare rookies, fam, that's tragic LS, can't take me for Samuel It's the lyrical piece, no mantle It's the lyrical steel, no Banglez The lyrical something that man can't handle I'm strong like an OXO Cube You're a gravy granule Bars stick like Gretel and Hansel Talk 'bout flows, I've got ample Dem man are snitch, my man Randall Giving it all that ramble jamble You don't want your career to get cancelled Tell man pack it in, you're a shambles [Hook: Nico Lindsay] Me nuh like dem, dem nuh like I See a soundboy get dashed in the sky Wan' flex wicked but not around I Wan' flex wicked but not around I Me nuh like dem, dem nuh like I See a soundboy get dashed in the sky Wan' flex wicked but not around I Wan' flex wicked but not around I Me nuh like dem, dem nuh like I Me nuh like dem, dem nuh like I Me nuh like dem, dem nuh like I See a soundboy get dashed in the sky Me nuh like dem, dem nuh like I Me nuh like dem, dem nuh like I Me nuh like dem, dem nuh like I See a soundboy get dashed in the sky [Verse 3: PK] Oi, what, you think you're the realest of dudes Just cause you shot some food? Dem man are shook, they're moving like Scooby Doo cartoons Who would've thought that dem man are Puss in Boots? I would, fam, I can smell that poo How can your girl be brave when I knew That cheeky girl, she sends me nudes She got the fat backs but I like them boobs She got the tattoo on her ankle Know what you're thinking, PK's rude The Mexican lad, the Mexican dude I'll wrap man's señorita smooth, oi, what can I do? Quick ting, my ting, man have gotta move If you've got a problem, know where to find man Frontline, chef up your belly like stew [Hook: Nico Lindsay] Me nuh like dem, dem nuh like I See a soundboy get dashed in the sky Wan' flex wicked but not around I Wan' flex wicked but not around I Me nuh like dem, dem nuh like I See a soundboy get dashed in the sky Wan' flex wicked but not around I Wan' flex wicked but not around I Me nuh like dem, dem nuh like I Me nuh like dem, dem nuh like I Me nuh like dem, dem nuh like I See a soundboy get dashed in the sky Me nuh like dem, dem nuh like I Me nuh like dem, dem nuh like I Me nuh like dem, dem nuh like I See a soundboy get dashed in the sky