Sell Me The World? Monster Florence (Ft. Dame)

[Verse 1: Wallace Rice]

Anti I’m So anti
Yup I’m still broke same as most my family
In one council flat 2 baby mami
Cooking up son pancakes just how my granny did
Nigga never at me if ever I get right
I hope you buy the disc and splits your wind pipe
We’ll call it even splits if it wins me a Grammy
Or bag me a bitch that look like she can sympathise
When the sun rises I’m up till midnight
In my home town feel alone somehow
And when it goes down Police profile
And I white wash all my problems with snow piles
I need me a green leaf loud in Miami
Italiano mami that’s only a phone dial away
Need a rest or pest controller
These rats crave exposure like Kerry Katona
Not sold on ya

[Verse 2: Dream Mclean]

They were like tell me how you feel
23 sitting on a fucked-up deal
Things change tell me how u been though still
27 sitting on the window sill
Need a window seat or I ain’t getting no flight
How much did the polar bear weigh on broke ice
They said never put your eggs in a one basket
Or look at the sun with both eyes
But sometimes I just wanna go blind
Run up in the label with the colt 45
Alright, alright maybe I’m lying
Maybe I ain’t lived yet maybe I’m died
Tell me, tell me tell me what your tryna sell me
I won’t buy it
But then again maybe I might