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