You Get Me P Money & Silencer

[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
Mans not like them, you get me
That's why I don't like them, you get me
Mans not like them, you get me
That's why I don't like them, you get me
We ain't gotta be friends, you get me
I don't wanna pretend, you get me
Mans really from the ends, you get me
Stay real to the ends, you get me
That's why mans not like them, you get me (Nah)
Man don't like them, you get me (M-mm)
Mans not like them, you get me (Nah)
That's why I don't like them, you get me (M-mm)
We ain't gotta be friends, you get me (Nope)
I don't wanna pretend, you get me (Nah)
Mans really from the ends, you get me (Trust)
Stay real to the ends, you get me

[Verse 1]
P Money's back wah da bumba (Ay)
I see man with the eyes of a hunter (Grr)
Heavy metal got the traits of a grunger (Boo!)
My sound travel like thunder (Mad)
My last mixtape made 'em wonder (Mm)
They like, 'how's P still got the hunger?' (Hm)
'Cause in Grime all these man you're comparing me to, I'm like 5, 6, 7 years younger (Gone!)
I did it myself, no stunter (Nah)
There is no label that mans under
I got my own clothing cause I kept getting stopped, everybody asking for the jumper (Trust)
And I been on stuff from a youngster (Mm)
Ghost bust any spirit they conjure (Mmm)
Look at all the pressure they're under
Them man want wheels I come to puncture