[Intro]
(You are now listening to Young Chencs)
[Chorus]
It's an organisation I'm running, are you listening?
Only got here through my knowledge and my wisdom
Heard they made a diss track, I really should've dissed them
But I was busy in my hot tub, just listening to my system
The way that I'm playing is I'm basic
I really take the game serious that you can see it in my face
When I heard the MOBOs were coming north of the lake
I hit my tailor up, told them, "Make it tight around the waist"
[Verse 1]
I'm not drinking right now, though I'm partial to the taste
Call me Don Julio, I like tequila when it's straight
We drink 1942 and there's really no delay
Plus we do a lot of winning so we like to celebrate
Ah, forget that, it's the MOBOs
I forget we came up watching this when we were shotting from the polo
American dream, that was Scarface and Manolo
We're Great British dreaming on the low-low
You don't know these streets the way I know these streets, no
You don't know defeat the way I felt defeat, bro
Yeah, I know these beats, that's why I got a deep flow
You can't take my seat unless you've really been broke
Me, I've been face-down, bust up, leaking
Me, I've been chased down, jucked up, bleeding
Unless you seen your mother with a broken nose, don't ever chat to man about your feelings
I wouldn't have joined a gang if I really had my family
My face would have been fucked if I really wasn't handy
Couple times I made a nigga dance like Bambi
We came up disposing of the whiskey and the Brandy
Now they say I'm ADHD, check my AMG Team
I never done a drive-by, but I've had to duck teeth
They won't get this lyric cause' it's hot like deep heat
I shot trainers, not weed, tell the plug to repeat
Man are looking at me like I'm doing tai chi
I got couple TKOs on my CV
I got the sauce, but I still got dry beef
I'm like Freddy to these rappers cah they see me in their sleep
She didn't message back 'cause she thinks I'd be a cheat
Post a picture of my crib, give it a week, give it a week
She said that, "I thought rappers were silly and broke," 'til I pulled up in the bone, now she wants me to give her the D
I'm like the black James Bond
If they get my government name wrong, I just tell him that it's Aaron
When I was hungry, I would catch a man with his chain on
And turn him into a sprinter like it was the Dave song
But that's bad karma, me, I've had to pay
Man pulled out his flick knife, I had to run away
He made the mistake of running onto the estate
And when I got him on the floor, I broke a brick on his—
Ah, forget that, I'm in films now
I forget I'm paid like I signed a major deal now
I forget I healed from the trauma that I went through
There's a bigger picture and lead inside the pencil
I bring my pain with me and that's why they wanna listen
I just say, "Nizzy," when they ask for my position
Them man tried to jump me, I had my blade with me, I didn't flick it
'Cause I don't mind fighting with my fists, it's a miss
(You are now listening to Young Chencs)
[Chorus]
It's an organisation I'm running, are you listening?
Only got here through my knowledge and my wisdom
Heard they made a diss track, I really should've dissed them
But I was busy in my hot tub, just listening to my system
The way that I'm playing is I'm basic
I really take the game serious that you can see it in my face
When I heard the MOBOs were coming north of the lake
I hit my tailor up, told them, "Make it tight around the waist"
[Verse 1]
I'm not drinking right now, though I'm partial to the taste
Call me Don Julio, I like tequila when it's straight
We drink 1942 and there's really no delay
Plus we do a lot of winning so we like to celebrate
Ah, forget that, it's the MOBOs
I forget we came up watching this when we were shotting from the polo
American dream, that was Scarface and Manolo
We're Great British dreaming on the low-low
You don't know these streets the way I know these streets, no
You don't know defeat the way I felt defeat, bro
Yeah, I know these beats, that's why I got a deep flow
You can't take my seat unless you've really been broke
Me, I've been face-down, bust up, leaking
Me, I've been chased down, jucked up, bleeding
Unless you seen your mother with a broken nose, don't ever chat to man about your feelings
I wouldn't have joined a gang if I really had my family
My face would have been fucked if I really wasn't handy
Couple times I made a nigga dance like Bambi
We came up disposing of the whiskey and the Brandy
Now they say I'm ADHD, check my AMG Team
I never done a drive-by, but I've had to duck teeth
They won't get this lyric cause' it's hot like deep heat
I shot trainers, not weed, tell the plug to repeat
Man are looking at me like I'm doing tai chi
I got couple TKOs on my CV
I got the sauce, but I still got dry beef
I'm like Freddy to these rappers cah they see me in their sleep
She didn't message back 'cause she thinks I'd be a cheat
Post a picture of my crib, give it a week, give it a week
She said that, "I thought rappers were silly and broke," 'til I pulled up in the bone, now she wants me to give her the D
I'm like the black James Bond
If they get my government name wrong, I just tell him that it's Aaron
When I was hungry, I would catch a man with his chain on
And turn him into a sprinter like it was the Dave song
But that's bad karma, me, I've had to pay
Man pulled out his flick knife, I had to run away
He made the mistake of running onto the estate
And when I got him on the floor, I broke a brick on his—
Ah, forget that, I'm in films now
I forget I'm paid like I signed a major deal now
I forget I healed from the trauma that I went through
There's a bigger picture and lead inside the pencil
I bring my pain with me and that's why they wanna listen
I just say, "Nizzy," when they ask for my position
Them man tried to jump me, I had my blade with me, I didn't flick it
'Cause I don't mind fighting with my fists, it's a miss
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