Double Dragon

[Intro] Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Ey [Verse 1: J2K, Wiley] Them man there look funny on the mic Them mans money look funny in the light Them man there are some fraudulent fixtures (Hey) Tek man's ting and take all of the hype Got foresight, man I’ve seen all of the sights Predict the weather light all of the time Man can't tell me about grafting, I've done all of the grafting I’ve been through all of the grind My brother, ain't seen no sleep since I was 6 when I said I ain't working for nobody Since then I grown up into a old body (Hey) And all now I ain't answered to nobody 30 plus years on the planet Still put a likkle man there in a panic So why you still wondering, I can't manage I just swiped a whole household on a Amex (Hey) That's major paper (Hey) The line's more busy than Major Lazer Busy signals baby, maybe later (Hey) I'm shaving off cheese with major graters (Hey) Maintain and obtain some acres (Hey) Consider to offset some papers (Hey) The only black boy on my block and I’m sure I keep upsetting the neighbours [Verse 2: Wiley] Turn up, shatter the glass They didn’t want none of this, back in the past Man I got them real grime classic bars (Hey) Some slow ones, some of them attacking it fast I wrote bare sick ones at the back of the class In the back of the book I was cracking the code, to be king of the craft Now I deliver the vibe I get the phone call, so they can deliver the ride I'm riding dirty (Hey), Wiley’s certy I know Ain't nobody doing it better with my flow Manna slick with the phone, but better with biros (Hey) Where was you when I was spinning up Ice Pole? I'm grimey like dirt Even when I'm sleeping, I’m still at work, and my brains on search What we selling? Mastered WAVs And everybody wanna sell all kinda merch [Chorus: J2K] He said, all typa, all typa (Hey) All tings when I enter All kinda (Hey) All works I'm involved, with all nighters (Hey) Cah when my ting buss, they all line-up (Hey) Facts, they all tried it, all minor (Hey) They all buyed it, all buy 'nuff (Hey) Send links (Hey), they all sign up I sell food, they all dine up I make all of my own luck, check [Verse 3: J2K] My own luck, my own buck Alley-oop myself for my own dunk Might play a 1-2 still, take a pass from Will Then rass it over the hill (Hey) Nuttin' don't change like the bills Everyone drills Everyone's teeths got grills (Hey) But my ting comes with a seal when it's fresh out the pack When you seen man back in the field [Outro] Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey