Retroactive

[Verse]

I think that I made them wait enough

Slept on me, let's wake 'em up

I don't respond to trolls, I make

Snowy go lips up, your baby mum

I got no problems, don't make it one

I ain't never been on what they been on

You don't even know who you're hatin' on

I'm top three, bruddah, but I ain't the one, trust

I just deadbeats like I don't raise my sons

Leave the mournin' like the days begun

I just give it to dem like I saved 'em some

Premium snap, they paid to buss

I only got fans and they rate me, cuz

Thеy ain't real and it shows

Comes to my shows, they'rе crazy, bruv

They shot their shot with the safety on

They try kill off my name, but it ain't enough

Still hungry like I ain't ate enough

They're late like I'm wakin' up

Lickle man levels, I'm way above

Multistories like I made it up

I don't rate these shakey dons

So I came here to shake it up

I am not a grime scene saviour, go save yourselves

My grime is fine and it's wavy, cuz

Them man are tweetin' grime

But not doin' grime, they don't make enough

But I'm doin' fine and I'm doin' mine on a daily, cuz

Them man want to switch up, that's calm

That just leaves more space for us

Because the works can't stop

Cash gets flat, so ther'is no days off

Been tellin' 'em I been cold from time

But a lot of them are laggin' behind, they haven't clocked

I'm never mixed up in no mix up

Mana separate I move how I want

Make it out alive,  that's my one goal, that's on God

Man can't stick around for too long

Man, slap way the [?] then move off

A lot of these man pretend to be bredrins

That's some weirdo flex I ain't on

If you don't like me, talk up the tings den

I ain't gonna lose no sleep for too long

Outsiders were out here, we're on tings

Stevie told them the brand is too strong

The way them boy there, move I don't get it

They focus on style but not message

I steal the show anytime they hear lines

Bareface like a girl with no edges

Dem man work too hard to look edgy

Yeah, your stylist work is impressive

The distraction ting can't save you

Can't be on the field with no tekkers

Them man are weird when I check it

If I'm not with the wing, then I'm one up

Can't be doin' up gossip around me

Man, I couldn't take your wass, so just shut up

Look at all the sets that I spun up

Riddem that I bun up, dances got tun up

I still never ask for a rarse

I just do my ting, no wahallah

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