Carry Out Orders Wiley (Ft. Jme)

[Chorus]
Carry out orders given by the boss, until you get pissed off
When you realise you can do your own thing
That's when you might leave in a huff
One day I'm gonna be my own boss
I'll tell you when I've had enough
I know the name of the game is making money
Stop wasting time and make some money

[Verse 1: Wiley]
Oi Richard, the floor needs sweeping (Okay boss)
Now stack some shelves up (Okay)
Richard, we need more chips (Okay)
By now you must know mans pissed
But I'm still doing it, till one day I loose my rag and walk out
What's one of them talents I had, that music ting
I can make beats and I can chat, I wanna be on the map
Step 1, get a grip take over, control the movement
'Cause there's always room for improvement
People give up, if they start losing
Pick myself up, and I keep it moving
You don't know what your doin'
You think you bring 2 in
I don't see you in, the dances I'm doin'
You won't do a booking with Roll Deep
It's cool 'cause I still get bookings