[Verse 1]
Getting fired from my job is where it started
I say "Fuck this, I'ma build a market"
They say "Fuck this, I wanna get famous"
And then they pick the devil, if your dumb well how bout start it
I just bought a pack then I sold it onto Arc it
I just bought a big body bat I'm finna' spark it
All these man who love to chat ain't even on shit
I'ma take my haters and roll them up inside a carpet
[Verse 2]
Bruck it, pull yo' bands out, where your money?
I ain't tryna run off with this stack cash, had to mark it
You think you a badman, you think you funny
So what bro you got bars, imma tell you how its always been
Snoa two, four, seven I say, "Fuck my competition, I'm the only UK rapper who ain't rocking with the darkness"
I don't wanna fuck, I just came here to party
Nah I ain't tryna have that substance in my body
[Verse 3]
I'm on my own, on my lonesome
Pull up at the show, we got smoke, do you want some?
Hella bankrolls, I don't roll em', I pull up to the door, I got a baddest who gon' let me in, I know the don
How you talking about punching people up, I thought you had a gun
If you got some money, any one of us will get it done
Nowadays I only rock with the girls cause' I'm going up
So if you got some motion, hit your boy and we can run it up
Seeing all these devils about cause' I'm really sick of em
I just stay here thinking about the Lord, that's my only one
Two, four, seven I'm on go, bitch I'm going up
I'ma go to heaven when I go, cah' I do my job
Now a lot of wannabes are hoping that I lose my spot
Ion' really think they know, who they hating on
This Snoa two, four, seven [?]
And I've been moving packs, they moving slower, so I'm getting on them