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F64 Pt. 2

 

F64 Pt. 2


SBTV, F64 Part 2, it's been a minute, just in case they forgot

Yeah you get a little bread everybody starts breading
Since when was me and you bredrins
Them man used to move tight with me it's only right they don't get a leg in
Get the game on lock they dreading
I'm a big issue now they begging
Got this girl from Bedford she just give head, she ain't got a clue where she heading
F64 man they thought it was a fluke
Work like a slave because I know my roots
See where I'm from they sell super drugs you won't catch me in JLS boots
Girls see my dogs and snoop
I get paper and keep them in the loop
Last week I was driving a Astra, that was me in that coupe
No lie, mind over matter, got Louise in the pent in Chelsea
Now she thinks that we balling, it's not that we just healthy
And me I don't take no cheques, trying to cause hazards 'till we wealthy
Might drop a single to get some chips and holla Delilah to help me
These MC's ain't in my league, man I'm the best period
And I'll still make a pussyhole bleed
You wanna try my wave come see
Got a buzz, I ain't ever smoked weed
They all want a table I ain't agreed
Got a new kettle cause I sell teas
Ain't this a ball, I'm special needs
Yeah I go dumb, then I go deaf, I don't get sleep, I ain't the rest
Forever Yung is my clothes on my nest
Cut sleeves off the t-shirts, I might invest
Then I might book a flight to Ibiza
Pink lemonade in my shisha
Might buy some coke for the youngers, a shop, I ain't getting that from Tulisa
Since me there ain't been a better rapper, and if there has been then show me
They said it will, that's just another actor
I been a wretch since my boy tracked her
Now I speak to Wretch he's like keep going, love brudda just don't go
I'm from the hood, three twos, still screaming fuck the po po
Yeah this ho give low blows
She from West End I'm like so ho
Give me a piece of that body or go go
Yeah I get views with no promo
Man I've been grinding, he don't get views and you signed him
His single's flopped now you whining
The game's gone mad I'm on my ting
Play Dirty yeah I'm still repping
Krept and Konan just won a MOBO
Krept and Konan just got a deal
In the word of Krept, Legends
On to me I ain't sweating, pow, man's lethal with a weapon
Walk in the Louis store get the card out, swipe, swipe, no we ain't price checking
007 now the bomb with dread, we nearly see the skyfall
Now shit has changed, bless Jesus Christ, my nigga is rich by a ball
From a place, there's no way out, yeah it sounds quite cruel
But I'm gonna change all that get my niggas in Paris before the day I fall
I'm a South London boy, so I should be my favourite actor
Giggs is still the hardest, DV's still my favourite rapper
If you don't know about Blade, then you don't know what a trap star
Let me show you the way boy all my life man Sneakbo was a clapper
Krept and Kone was in the ends now they doing shows in Napa
Adz and Shallow go back to back they been doing that since Kappa
Me and Cash are the future, G Frsh ain't no loser
Fekky was telling man come on then and then show you about a shooter
Man say that I ain't all that, are you sane my brudda
All I do is kill tracks, I can't be more thorough
And I don't really trust these bitches, cause they only getting dumber
She didn't give me credit, now she running man down for my number
Yeah I used to be the guy they belled fast when somebody needs touching
Now they know when I land, that money be doubling
My older bros are the twenty eights, I could of been out there busting
But fuck the road I'm on music, trying to turn this nothing to something
Yeah, got kicked out of school, because maths wasn't my thing
But if you're talking about the best rappers then you better count me in
I ain't been there for no ten years but I deserve respect
Last F64 I said my time's coming, watch who blows next

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