Itching To See Us Fall

[Intro: Wretch 32 & Ghetts]

Yeah

Yeah, man

Chunky B on production

Yeah, man, it's Wretch

Oi, Ghetto, certain man don't wanna see man

That's what I'm saying, bruv

Do what man's tryna do, you know

I don't care about them, though

I'm doing my ting, bro, you get me?

It's that real

Fuck them, you get me, G?

Wretch 32, Ghetto

Yo

[Chorus: Wretch 32]

Niggas where we're from are just itching to see our corpse

They wanna see us laid in the ditch, up in the morgue

When we're tryna do music, they're tryna see us lose it

But I don't understand why they keep thinking these thoughts

[Verse 1: Ghetts]

They don't like how I'm going on, I'm still going strong

Pricks are pissed 'cause they wish it was going wrong

They can't match me or catch me

I'm way too quick, you pricks are too slow, I'm gone

And I'mma make loads of wong

Oh, come on, my flow's the bomb, and I can spit on anything

Even a smoker song, I make the gyal dem soak their thongs

But every game has pros and cons, so every day I be focused on

Much more than the whips, much more than the chicks

Much more than the flows and tongue

Before two-three I never wrote a song, but

You can't class me as "up and coming"

You can't pass me, I'm up and running

Fake thugs wanna blast me, they must be bunning

Coke in a bowl, you cats ain't worth

What I throw in the pond, you're a dope, I'm a don and

I'mma tell niggas from this moment on

Bring any opponent, it's on

I don't care where any opponent is from

Local or far, far or local

I'm so advanced that he won't wanna spar

I won't have a bar, my bars are so cruel

Don't have a heart so you don't wanna start

Fresh to death, suited and booted

Truly exclusive, I do do this

My crew's a nuisance, who's the Judas?

I took a wrong turn, I was at the wrong firm

I was concerned that it was a long turn

That's right, I was moving clueless

It all backfired like useless shooters

So I pack fire and I'm moving ruthless

[Chorus: Wretch 32]

Niggas where we're from are just itching to see our corpse

They wanna see us laid in the ditch, up in the morgue

When we're tryna do music, they're tryna see us lose it

But I don't understand why they keep thinking these thoughts

[Verse 2: Wretch 32]

Yeah, they wanna see me dead, with holes in my flesh, bleeding

Believe I'm vexed, I'm stressed out, I'm Wretch now

Plus I don't even know why they're so hot-headed

When it ain't even that season

Look, I'm tryna stay focused

But I'm still underground like rodents

Hating's our culture

They must think me wan' prey like vultures

I'm a target, he could say

Cause they wouldn't walk in Carlito's Way

I'm no prat, and I'll show that

With or without a strap, I won't bat

Away or down a piece, they ain't out for peace

They just let their dogs roam without a leash

I ain't letting my kids grow without a lease

I'll hold that down till I decease

But same way, set speed

Niggas wanna aim heat, get me, never wanna let me

Get through, they don't wanna let Wretch collect cheques

Forget cough sweets, I've got the best tunes

It's real, you can aim at my grill but I'm aiming for mills and cars, star

You'd never hit me, if you shot in the air you'd never hit a star, star

And by the way, this star shoots back

I ain't gonna stand there and take shots, I've already had my flu jab

I'm down to hit 'em up like 2Pac

I'm a devil with the metal, so I'll give you angel wings

You'll reside where the angels live

And they'll think I went boom, by the way that I'm taking wigs

[Chorus: Wretch 32]

Niggas where we're from are just itching to see our corpse

They wanna see us laid in the ditch, up in the morgue

When we're tryna do music, they're tryna see us lose it

But I don't understand why they keep thinking these thoughts