Too Much Stylie

[Verse 1]

I was too materialistic now I don't need that jargon

I spent my first 400k going back and forth to Harlem

When I hit zero I was like pardon?

That's what you get when your eyes too big for your belly

Watch too much USA TV, eyes too big for the telly

Anyway now I don't spend a penny

I don't want a Grammy, I don't want a Emmy

I just want to be the real Wiley you first knew

The one when you heard my first tunes

The ones who weren't looking for sales or validation I wrote and murked tunes

Looking for the energy I had on tunes I go back to my first view

Yeah, heard it in my first too

So many to search through

Like back in the day when the fed shift man and they gave me curfew

Yeah, I had dreams to pursue

Now I'm in a space where I know what's right and wrong real fans I heard you

Easily distracted, don't let your DIY get extracted

Man came in against fat bars and got real money like Max did

Do it for real no actin'

I ain't greedy, won't see me taxin'

I can't be comfortable, I hate sittin' back and relaxin'

[Hook]

Too much stylie, man grew up in the game as Kylea

Too much heart and passion that's why they call me Wiley

I would die for the cause man love this shit

I stay on a level cos I ain't above this shit

Too much stylie, man grew up in the game as Kylea

Too much heart and passion that's why they call me Wiley

I would die for the cause man love this shit

I stay on a level cos I ain't above this shit

[Verse 2]

We change this round if we don't come across too eager

Eager like a beaver

When you're meeting people cool, just say it's nice to meet ya

There's no rush to greatness, you're better off takin' time

Cos you want money for the long haul, quick you won't make a dime

Think you need money to buy bullshit I used to do that shit all the time

Till you realise you ain't got no house and you fall in line

Spittin' bars that's paper, but don't be a paper waster

Be a paper chaser

[Hook]

Too much stylie, man grew up in the game as Kylea

Too much heart and passion that's why they call me Wiley

I would die for the cause man love this shit

I stay on a level cos I ain't above this shit

Too much stylie, man grew up in the game as Kylea

Too much heart and passion that's why they call me Wiley

I would die for the cause man love this shit

I stay on a level cos I ain't above this shit

[Verse 3]

You gotta show some poise

Stand up, mute the noise

Be happy in your own skin, make the pows and the oyys

And the shutdowns with the next hypes, ready for the crowd

When you hit the stage you will hear them screamin' loud

Of the scene I'm proud ain't got a bad bone in my body

Biggin' up all of the grime crews and I won't forget Shoddy

Everybody wanna be somebody

Don't forget when you do business, make sure it ain't dodgy

[Hook]

Too much stylie, man grew up in the game as Kylea

Too much heart and passion that's why they call me Wiley

I would die for the cause man love this shit

I stay on a level cos I ain't above this shit

Too much stylie, man grew up in the game as Kylea

Too much heart and passion that's why they call me Wiley

I would die for the cause man love this shit

I stay on a level cos I ain't above this shit