Alter Ego

[Intro: Mercston]

Yeah, uh (rasta, rasta)

Mr. Wizzy Wow

[Verse 1: Mercston]

It's Mr Merc-y Money

Dreader than a pussyclart brudda in the army

Look pon mi lower arm though, you'll skip a heartbeat

The timepiece is like ten percent of a mortgage

The gyal dem love this chocolate 'ere suh, but I ain't on the market

I'm a Mercston [?] compressor, let's have a party

See me in the party, suit and some glasses

Pocket square, swag's on a trillionaire

I'm a thousandaire, it's looking busy in here, but she deh

From Dancing on Ice

We can have a dance for the night

Scrap that, we can dance all night

Put the bottles on the card all night

I lied; I got cash, iyah

So gwaan, bloodfire

How you leave your yard like you left the blood fire?

Haha, you get a bus buyer

It's presidents and first ladies, pree di attire (swag, swag, Wretch)

[Verse 2: Wretch 32]

Step up in the place in a quiet way

When your money talks, you can smile and wave

I don't care about the time of day

I guess I ain't going home 'til it's light again

Now I've found out where Carmen is

She round the corner from everybody with half a brick

Grown money, young man, half kid

Fifteen bags on my party, nwo that's my party trick

I hold her I'm a G, she told me she's a G

My hands are on her chest, I guess I'm looking for a beat

I know she ain't a queen, gold-digging dreams

I'm a diamond in the dirt, she gon' have to get me clean

She was flicking through the papers, looking for the latest

Saw me with [?] and Lewis, now she thinks that I'm the greatest

Ali on my trainers, The Wanted are my neighbours

Asked her for a favour: please don't ask me for no favours

Feeling like numero uno, looking at my Hublot

I know what time it is so I'ma be as frank as Bruno

Growing up, I had a few hoes, always needed new clothes

Bye-bye to my past, now I be blowing up like neuro

Please don't go over the top, why not?

I bought this chain because it goes over the top

And I only got the ring 'cause the diamonds suit my watch

I'ma be boxfresh 'til they find me in a box, hello

[Verse 3: Kano]

Catch me in Vegas for a week

Balling on a table with some ballers

Just got my fade back, I'm sweet

Old school, might even get a border

Two-seater Porsche, used to be in Corsas

Coochies, couldn't afford 'em, now I swipe like fraudsters

And if Mayweather fights Pacquiat

I'm dropping something naughty on a seat

Raunchy gyal dem ah beat in the shower, like porkies, I'm gonna peak

26 and I hustle hard, so when I reach 40, I'm gonna sleep

Wake up, morning bars when I eat, and I don't mean breakfast, a n***a eat beats

So if I yawn on a sixteen bar, excuse me, darg, but I'm a real artist

And I didn't get no sleep, yeah, I'm on my Weezy shit

Beats make a n***a black out on some Stevie shit

HMP sealing it

Bars make a n***a phone home on some E.T. shit

Team Siri, I ain't on no B.B. shit

Bosses over bums, pussy, I ain't on no C.V. shit

Feel like a big bro in the scene

'Cause all I do is babysit

Ask me where I've been and shit, I've been dropping heat and shit

These tings here's just in, no Bieber shit

Baby, I try give her the mink

Why you on some vegan shit?

Catch me on the road, though, yeah, my n****s loco

I can show you killers that wear some fitted polos

Pulling up in Volvos, eating Pizza GoGo

Adidas tracky bottoms but the Roley's rose gold

Yeah, them bars are so-so, my bars are gonna be up

Like wearing a puffer jacket in YOYOs, that's why n****s clone flows

And you pussies think that you're flossing

That's kinda like a Range but no, it ain't a Vogue though

[Chorus: Mercston]

Tell me that you like my alter ego

One minute London, next minute I'm on a speedboat

Balling from day, [?]

These people screaming they love me but they don't [?]

My alter ego, my alter ego

My alter ego, my alter ego

My alter ego, my alter ego

My alter ego, my alter ego