[ Featuring MIST ]
(Rymez)
(Need you now)
I had to search so deep in my soul
To find the old me from child to OG (ah)
When the door was locked
I found my old key, now we're here with ridiculous P
Got gyal, Patron and ridiculous weed
That's typical me, I'm a physical G
Sometimes I have difficulty
Tryna figure out how I ended up an MC
I used to flip packs on the daily
Now I put a mortgage deposit on a AP
That's digga-deadly M-I-S-T
See me in the Bentley, that's B-U-G
Coming past so fast, so you never see me
Blue bag full of Magnums on the backseat
You don't really want it with Mr. Bugzy
Got bucket front seats, the beast is increased
They know us on the radio, know us in the streets
Guarantee this one's f*cking up the club scene
You don't really want it with Mr. Bugzy
Got bucket front seats, the beast is increased
They know us on the radio, know us in the streets
Guarantee this one's f*cking up the club scene
(Let me see that)
Energy, energy, energy, energy, whoa (whoa)
Energy, energy, energy, go psycho (I wanna see that)
Energy, energy, energy, energy, whoa (whoa)
Energy, energy, energy, go psycho (uh)
Did you know I get 'em dizzy with the flow
And I'm just f*cking with them, I don't even do it for the dough
I'm just doing what I'm doing, I'm not even on the road
But I'm getting money like I'm f*cking with the encro
Ah, did you know I'm still dodging five-o
Get busy with the dough, stay skippy with the flow
My bird thought I was cheating
It's just business, babe, yeah, I'm a encro
Have you seen the Pirelli's pull up the concrete?
Look, them man have gone too soft to compete
Got everything I ever wanted I don't need much
Any P Diddy give me, it gets beat up
Big zoot with my feet up
Dressing gown with my tea cup, keep it G'd up
Nah, we don't need much (nah)
Make money not friends, so you better just ease up
You don't really want it with Mr. Bugzy
Got bucket front seats, the beast is increased
They know us on the radio, know us in the streets
Guarantee this one's f*cking up the club scene
You don't really want it with Mr. Bugzy
Got bucket front seats, the beast is increased
They know us on the radio, know us in the streets
Guarantee this one's f*cking up the club scene
(Let me see that)
Energy, energy, energy, energy, whoa (whoa)
Energy, energy, energy, go psycho (I wanna see that)
Energy, energy, energy, energy, whoa (whoa)
Energy, energy, energy, go psycho (uh)
Now look who's laughin'
Yet again we're charting, we ain't your average artists
Are you mad? Are you barking?
We always hit the target, another empty cartridge
Clart him, war's expensive so you don't know about warning
Started starving, then I done a King Kong
I climbed the empire state building
(Energy, energy, energy, energy, whoa)
(Energy, energy, energy, go psycho)
(Energy, energy, energy, energy, whoa)
(Energy, energy, energy, go psycho)
(Let me see that)
Energy, energy, energy, energy, whoa (whoa)
Energy, energy, energy, go psycho (I wanna see that)
Energy, energy, energy, energy, whoa (whoa)
Energy, energy, energy, go psycho (uh)
(Need you now)
Yeah
Uh, Bugzy Malone
M-I-S to the T
You know
Gang business
(Need you now)
