Westwood Freestyle Wiley

[Intro: Wiley]
Eskiboy
Radio
Westwood

[Verse 1]
I'm a deep one, deep son, came from a deep slum
So cold, after me
The heat's done
Yeah, and your flow's a cheap one
My flows money, your fans say my words like
Drink, dance, bubbles
Call that a discreet one
Got so many bangers in my mac, when I flick through fam, I'm dying to leak one
So many bangers I'm dying to leak one
Mic wars, I'll never retreat one
You see one you will never defeat one
When I come in the dance, anybody try and step on that stage and I'll press delete one
Delete two, delete three and chief one
I'm far from done, let the the beat run
Yeah, I'm all that and then some
But let me know when the heat comes
Yeah well the heat's here
And heat I don't fear
I beat your whole clique
Nan says, "oh dear"
Their tunes don't last for the whole year
Next year, my new stuff's gonna go clear
That's why when it's going my way
Everybody starts getting up out of their old chairs
I got a London attitude, don't care
Don't hear, I'm ahead by so many years since family
Crying out so many tears, no way I'm gonna be broke here
Got money for the next year, next year, next year, next year and the year after
Wiley's a martyr, like Shawn Carter and Dwayne Carter
But next year I'm gonna step up a gear and go harder
You know me I'm a master, I cause disaster
Cause disaster
Anywhere on Earth
Find money like anywhere I search plus anywhere on Earth, the ropes
I earn the rights to cop tunes any stage, anywhere I merk
Anywhere I am alert, got vision, made my decision
What I wanna get schooled by a king with vision
You wanna know why I'm so clued up?
I just tell them its London living
It's London living
And I'm what London's giving
As an answer to urban
On a good day Freddy might have Durban
And some man didn't really hear when me and Larry longtime buss up the version
I don't wanna hear if mans ears are burning
For all I care keep burning
You don't wanna know about the figures I'm earning
I'm in the sky though, can't see vermin
I'm earning, you're learning
And heads keep turning
No you ain't like me, I'm too determined
Ears burning still, ends burning still
Man better take a learning pill
Think back to the days when
Everybody started maths and English plus learning
Yo, that bash done, me I'm blacker than a black cap gun and a glass of white rum
Three black cars, choose one
It's a black one
Young black boy, too much money in a Nike shoebox I am that one
Got a new shirt its a black one, came from a black slum
Black Stone Island coat
One away, yeah that one
I been buying garms since manaman had a OB with black one, got a new Versace jean suit with 09 Pradas
Pair of black ones
Choice of whip, you see me in a black one
Black boys drive Black Bentleys with black leather seats
I'm that one, I'm the original black one, role model, icon, black one
And if you ain't got dough better stack some
Was a black boy, now I am a black man
If I lost my life now, I couldn't say I didn't have one
Even though I'm on a mad one
I'm gonna never fell back, like say I never had one
I used to live life like nobody's pickney
Now I got a bank card, black one
Black man ain't meant have black cards, Bentleys
Got them anyway
Big money deal next year, I'm gonna catch one
Black star made money, black stars today
But not once did he every try and trap one