Standout Knucks (Ft. Loyle Carner & Venna)

[Intro]
No days off

[Verse 1: Knucks]
Yo, I stand out like a black man in Kazakhstan
From where man get bored at if they ain't have plans
As that stands, I know the ropes like my backhand
Ain't tryna sit here chasing ghosts like I'm Pac-Man
Really from the grassroots of soil
Yard with the hard akh had it on the boil
My shorty act rash, man she spoiled
I like her 'cause she loyal like Loyle, wrap the nyash up in foil
We actually royal, you're listening to kings
Where the haters now? Listen in the wind
Rappers feeling bad because they niggas in the bin
But they ain't on bidness thеy was chicken on the wing (Aha)
Liquor to the brim, blunts in thе ashtray
Mind moving slow, I control, alt and backspace
Couldn't fuck with me and Loyle on a bad day
Balled like a cat, man'll stroll through yuh rat race

[Chorus: Loyle Carner]
Bun that, telling them I'm grown
I'mma do it on my own, uh
I been heading for the throne
Trap like the kid in Home Alone