[ Featuring Joss Ryan ]
Pocket watching never make you no racks
Genre hopping never get you no plaques
Trying to keep it 3000 I'm just being me now
Cos there ain't nobody out there who can do that
Looking for a way to get it poppin
Studying the game just like a boffin
You know we ain't ever dossin
Put me and Joss together that's a problem
Next year we'll take the whole game hostage
Til then keep droppin
Non stop plotting til we make it to the top
I had a dream about this when I was a youngen
I remember when we used to go round Jimmy's for the lock in
Don't act like you were there then if you know you really wasn't
Ever since then I've been on it
Putting all my time, money effort and the love in even it wasn't
Making me a profit.
Cant treat me like a novice, I be ticking all the boxes
Got style and substance in abundance
You don't like it, say suttin
You can hate it or love it, it ain't gonna change nothing
You ain't gonna get ahead praying to see me struggle
Boy I hate to burst your bubble better get back to your huddle, make a gameplan
Pocket watching never make you no racks
Genre hopping never get you no plaques
Trying to keep it 3000 I'm just being me now
Cos there ain't nobody out there who can do that
How can you see where you're going
When you got your eyes on me
No that clock don't stop for no one
Dont spend all your time on me?
So much paper to be making
Get that bag, secure the fees
All that guap you know you want it
No this lifestyle don't come cheap
Ain't nothing that I ever wanted more than this
From the day I was born til I'm face to face with the coroner
Never cutting no corners I'm playing the long game
Making a marathon of this
Until I tread mills
Dealing with all the stress wondering if it's all a test
Day to day facing the same challenges more or less
More money, less drama and more respect
Is it too much to ask for? See the flow's Cart Dore
So cold so sweet and you know I won't freeze
When you put me on the spot
Always 10 toes deep but
Its like I'm stepping on sea shells
Around these people that I know wanna see me fail
Bet they wish that I was back working in retail
Lacking focus running round chasing these females
F*ck them man who want to chitter chat behind my back and
Then spud me in the street with a smile and wish me well
Seen you in the cut but you ain't looking like my blood
You ain't looking like my slime you just looking like sludge
I don't want to sit and talk I don't wanna hit your blunt
Give a d*ckhead half a chance and he'll treat you like a
Sorry, had to cut to the chase. I know the truth is hard to swallow and it's bitter to taste
Right now I'm in a different lane you can't sit on my wave
And that's word to every word I ever writ on a page
Pocket watching never make you no racks
Genre hopping never get you no plaques
Trying to keep it 3000 I'm just being me now
Cos there ain't nobody out there who can do that
How can you see where you're going
When you got your eyes on me
No that clock don't stop for no one
Dont spend all your time on me?
So much paper to be making
Get that bag, secure the fees
All that guap you know you want it
No this lifestyle don't come cheap
