No Qualms Wiley (Ft. Jme)

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[Chorus: Jme, Wiley, Both]
I wear my own garms (Yeah)
Man see me on road and want arms (Eskiboy)
I wear my own garms (Hold tight J)
Man see me on road and want arms (Listen up, yo, yo)
I wear my own garms
Man see me on road and want arms
Tell dem shut your mout, there's no qualms
(I tell dem shut their mout, there's no, because)

[Verse 1: Wiley]
Yo, I wear my own garms
Man see me on road and want arms
Tell dem shut your mout, there's no qualms
When I roll through the end, niggas ring the alarm
I don't like hype and I try and stay calm but
Ain't gonna work 'cause I'm a street star
When I get a 9 bar, I've gotta move that fast
And you can't say Wiley won't last
More than a blast from the past, I'm sharp because I practice
Jack, you don't really want no arms
'Cause I'm your favourite MC, that's why I laugh and
None of your crew can't travel my path
See me on my own, I've got more than half
But I can't take part if I'm too outnumbered
It ain't fair, still, I don't care
I'm eating chicken korma, pilau and naan (Yeah)