Frisco - That Guy Lyrics

I'm not that guy i'm that guy
I'm not that guy i'm that guy

I'm not that guy, but I'm that guy
I ain't that guy, but I'm that guy ('S me)
We make it ring like a trap line
I'm outside, yeah I'm outside (Woi-oi-oi-oi)
Tell at my friends, I ain't that guy
(You mad?)
I bust my friends, yeah I'm that guy (True)
Sounds live when it's pound signs
I'm outside, yeah I'm outside

I could sleep good at night
You can't question my loyalty
Might see me outside spending racks
But I hold down my priorities
I ain't that guy to go under, me
I jump out of the quicksand
I am that guy that will rise up
Suttin' if a nigga try diss man
I ain't that guy that'll help you and
Then scream out that I helped you
Cah when I see MCs I see food
I'm a chef, I will de-shell you
I ain't gotta tell you
Man know what it is though
I'm a big bro for your big bro
Even though I ain't as old as your big bro
How? Act like you know my ting, bro
OK, OK, OK lemme show level
You man are high but you don't know level
I been out here puttin' in work like a madman
Act like you know Fris, I'm a known rebel
I walk in, brudda, don't fear no devil
Big 45 pull up, corn and pebble
How you from T and don't know big man Skelly?
Casey and big man Erroll?
Some man get it, but those that do
Dey know who the truth is
And if an MC's gotta fault
Just show me where the booth is
I came through with suttin' exclusive
It's my house, I will kill an
MC just for being intrusive, stupid
I gotta the suttin', I will use it, stupid

I'm not that guy, but I'm that guy
I ain't that guy, but I'm that guy ('S me)
We make it ring like a trap line
I'm outside, yeah I'm outside
Tell at my friends, I ain't that guy
(You mad?)
I bust my friends, yeah I'm that guy (True)
Sounds live when it's pound signs
I'm outside, yeah I'm outside

I won't change myself for fame for wealth
I'd rather walk through Hell
'fore my trainers melt
That guy, little baptised
And he bag guy within the flames as well
Mr the same old boy from Dagas
Gotta li'l name, but not that it matters
I still roll with the same betrothed
When a manna hard work
Give shottas and blaggers
Men get too big for their boots
An' then they don't give a
Shit 'bout their roots
Yes-men are not hard to recruit
I never turn my back on the truths
I'm a geezer, I'm not a diva
Snake boys, get pun that's a tiva
Go crawl on your belly elsewhere
'Fore you're in need of a lot of healthcare
If you ever knew the half, you laugh
All these so-called gangsta music stars are
About as harmful as Bruno Mars
Can't believe that you buy into the vase
And I ain't no mafia don
But I let a few man know my Dagenham's on
Grown up, I ain't gotta brag in a song
Let 'em think I'm the nice guy tagging along
'Cause I am what I am, no more, no less
Wanna peaceful life, no war, no stress
It's impossible though
There's always one li'l prick wanna
Put me to the test

I'm not that guy, but I'm that guy
I ain't that guy, but I'm that guy ('S me)
We make it ring like a trap line
I'm outside, yeah I'm outside
Tell at my friends, I ain't that guy
(You mad?)
I bust my friends, yeah I'm that guy (True)
Sounds live when it's pound signs
I'm outside, yeah I'm outside

Blud, I'm not that guy iI'm that-
I'm that-I'm that guy
Ask me for anything, won't bat an eye
Real bredrin in 3D lights (Serious)
Not online
Link the mandem, look man in the eye
Problem solved, we're in good time
Blud, I'm not that guy iI'm that-
I'm that-I'm that guy
Stone-cold sober, end of the night
Clock when man are not movin' right
Keep all the pagan youts inside
Bedrin's wave, pull man to the side
Jump in the midnight-tinted ride
Blud, I'm not that guy iI'm that-
I'm that-I'm that guy 365 and was not online
If I say, then I'm gonna do it on time
Give him my word, yeah, you can trust mine
Rudeboy, If you don't stand for
Something you're a fool
And your whole life is a life
Blud, I'm not that guy (I'm not that guy)