Can’t Get Close

[Intro: Big Keyz]

Yeah

This is track three... Can't Get Close

Think about that shit

Cause these rap niggas ain't close to my nigga

Yeah

(Jee...)

My nigga Maestro producing on the beat, straight wavy

My nigga's got the waviest beat

Take your time with this one

[Verse 1: Nines]

Popping bottles with my niggas like it's my birthday

Feds tapped my phone, they're even listening to my wordplay

All these girls on me and Kilo

I used to trap from the bush, scale on me like Nemo

I ain't worried about getting harmed, I've got the ting on me

Plus my nigga Skrapz looks like he's got pregnant arms

Them niggas only push keys on their lappy

My mum can't believe that I spent a G on my trackie

The yayo was powder before it was rock

Like Optimus Prime, I made it transform in the pot

Me and Deco driving round East

In a drop-top whiter than Simon Cowell's teeth

I always tell the truth, I ain't got no reason to lie

I smoke so much Amnesia I don't even get high

And when it comes to this rap ting we're the nicest

300 niggas with me like Leonidas

[Interlude 1: Nines]

I don't go nowhere without the 300 Spartans though

Spartans on deck just like swammies on deck

You know how the fuck we do

When I go probation, I'm strapped

When I say hi to mums, I'm strapped

When I go to buy Pampers, I'm strapped

So why the fuck would I fear another nigga B?

[Verse 2: Nines]

My nigga said I need some constructive plans

Cause all I do is fly birds and fuck the fans

I'm getting money, these pagans ain't on my mind

Always got it on me cah I can't make it without my nine

You hardly see Nina round hoes

Cah these side bitches can't keep their mouths closed

Remember when I used to hustle in the rain

Me and Lenkz rushin' niggas like Ukraine

Still can't believe the judge gave Ca$h thirty

Plus they did Inches and Jazz dirty

My whole crew makes them birds fly

I told Dewey and Fundz "You'll be home soon, your bird will fly"

My nigga Adam B's yard's looking like a palace

She lets me cook in her yard, I book her flights to Paris

Hoes staring when I pass through

And it's a Loyal to the Soil ting or Skrapz is Back, Part II

It's Nines

[Interlude 2: Nines]

That's Maestrizzy on the guitars, you know?

Adam on the buttons, mad ting innit

Did it again my nigga

Any of these producers ain't fucking with my nigga Streezy

Modern day J Dilla slash Khaled

My nigga's making the mad tings

[Outro: Nines]

And when it comes to this rap ting, we the nicest

300 niggas with me like Leonidas

And when it comes to this rap ting, we the nicest

300 niggas with me like Leonidas