Too Much Stylie

I was too materialistic now I don't need that jargon
I spent my first 400k going back and forth to Harlem
When I hit zero I was like pardon?
That's what you get when your eyes too big for your belly
Watch too much USA TV, eyes too big for the telly
Anyway now I don't spend a penny
I don't want a Grammy, I don't want a Emmy
I just want to be the real Wiley you first knew
The one when you heard my first tunes
The ones who weren't looking for sales or validation I wrote and murked tunes
Looking for the energy I had on tunes I go back to my first view
Yeah, heard it in my first too
So many to search through
Like back in the day when the fed shift man and they gave me curfew
Yeah, I had dreams to pursue
Now I'm in a space where I know what's right and wrong real fans I heard you
Easily distracted, don't let your DIY get extracted
Man came in against fat bars and got real money like Max did
Do it for real no acting
I ain't greedy, won't see me taxing
I can't be comfortable, I hate sitting back and relaxing

Too much stylie, man grew up in the game as Kylea
Too much heart and passion that's why they call me Wiley
I would die for the cause man love this shit
I stay on a level cos I ain't above this shit

Too much stylie, man grew up in the game as Kylea
Too much heart and passion that's why they call me Wiley
I would die for the cause man love this shit
I stay on a level cos I ain't above this shit

We change this round if we don't come across too eager
Eager like a beaver
When you're meeting people cool, just say it's nice to meet ya
There's no rush to greatness, you're better off taking time
Cos you want money for the long haul, quick you won't make a dime
Think you need money to buy bullshit I used to do that shit all the time
Till you realise you ain't got no house and you fall in line
Spitting bars that's paper, but don't be a paper waster
Be a paper chaser

Too much stylie, man grew up in the game as Kylea
Too much heart and passion that's why they call me Wiley
I would die for the cause man love this shit
I stay on a level cos I ain't above this shit

Too much stylie, man grew up in the game as Kylea
Too much heart and passion that's why they call me Wiley
I would die for the cause man love this shit
I stay on a level cos I ain't above this shit

You gotta show some poise
Stand up, mute the noise
Be happy in your own skin, make the pows and the oyys
And the shutdowns with the next hypes, ready for the crowd
When you hit the stage you will hear them screaming loud
Of the scene I'm proud ain't got a bad bone in my body
Bigging up all of the grime crews and I won't forget Shoddy
Everybody wanna be somebody
Don't forget when you do business, make sure it ain't dodgy

Too much stylie, man grew up in the game as Kylea
Too much heart and passion that's why they call me Wiley
I would die for the cause man love this shit
I stay on a level cos I ain't above this shit

Too much stylie, man grew up in the game as Kylea
Too much heart and passion that's why they call me Wiley
I would die for the cause man love this shit
I stay on a level cos I ain't above this shit