Yeah, I'm back Haha, I ain't even go nowhere Uh, made money, lost money Who gives a fuck though? I'm up now Wireless didn't book me They must've thought I couldn't shut down Krept and Kone brought me out though "Ain't On Nuttin'" and it's shutdown Stormz brought me out and I shut down I must be the lightskinned Skeppy Every time I touch down, I shut down Do it for the love, not the paper Still got my middle finger up at a hater Money never changed me, how did I forget man When I put Cash on "Ain't On Nuttin'" from Jamaica? Later You are not a G's caliber After school, I used to eat Shalamar Yeah, I'm legit now and I get mo' stacks But I still roll with that ni na na na Dem boy paigon, I don't trust them Remember, fuck them I still ride for my bruddas cause I love them And I'll risk it fucking all if you touch them But summertime's here now, let's get it popping Come through in the Batmobile, you all think I'm Robin Black & Red's a piece of art you ain't topping Still get that sweetcorn if you think you blocking I ain't got a chain, I got too much pride to tuck it I'm the man, man, fuck it Ordered more Spades, yeah, my hat stayed bucket I just have to buss a rhyme and your wifey wanna touch it, yeah she love it I just take flights No brake lights I got your wifey in the studio every night, late nights She just give ucky and take pipe We just live a great life, now it's time to make a hit Time to win a MOBO, time to win a BRIT I could do it solo, I could do it with the clique You know PD's the fam, I'm forever on my shit In the Smart, either Ryo or Tré in the Ford Ranging with Scrap while the S3 records We really bu bu bang, I see Fekky in a Porsche There's a lot of new niggas but it really looks forced I ain't in it I've been gone for a minute 2015, man, yeah fam, I'm gonna kill it You niggas best stay over there I came to the game on my own shit Young boy, I swear I be posting She hopes that one day she owns me I told her "look babe, there's no hoping" Driving this Range and I'm [?] [?] said "Budden, stay focused" Yungen put me on this feature It's time I spaz out on these retards I want this forever, forever Dreams of Versace, Margiela I pray to God I go heaven Cause I'm so addicted to sinning I called up a lighty, she told me I'm winning I said I don't smoke but she roll and start billing She fucking is chilling, she don't talk to women She moans and complains every time that I'm in her, I ain't finished