Reekz 36 - Levelled Up Lyrics

Mixing some pure in my potion
The kitchen is smelling too potent
Getting this pack, stay clear from the rats
I'm eating too well and they know this
I stayed low now they notice
I'm chilling with cats on my Otis
Like how you break the package down
Working too hard man I'm owed this
Making this bread no Hovis
You ain't making no stacks they're bogus
Telling my sweet one to hold it
They witnessed my come up Jehovahs
Tryna dodge the trap do up showbiz
Bugging me off you some locusts
Got no time to handle an L
Making some dough please don't phone it

Caspar, I did up ghost mode
Smoking the pack got me slow mo
IPhone X in a rose gold
Gripping her back in a choke hold
Sandro, I got my own goals
Remember cold nights I had no coat
Now when I'm spending in blow loads
The drip is on freeze, feel like Frozone

Catching these rats it's not Pikachu
Came in the game I'm like peekaboo
They're like Reekz he's been too rude
Nah bro I just got things to do
The trap house a garden, not B & Q
And bros cooks slabs like bbq
My bro had a bird, not a cockatoo
Whiz in the ding and I rendezvous

All Z's, no sleep
The line too lit had to get it off of me
I want Monet like Amelia
5-star Jawns no Fifa
Bro does like shots like a keeper
Let me toke on this reefer

Get the opps pumped like petrol
Get the fans lit like gasoline
If any of touch yd
No DBE it's a mazzaleen
Bros got spots up in Aberdeen
Watch myself at the cash machine
They're cards just bounce like trampolines
Watch her legs spread like vaseline
The diamond down that's a vibe on me
Amiri set that's a thousand jeans
Percocet it's too loud on me
They hated then but now they see
Soon to blown how they doubting me
Doing it well so they're mad at me
Making my parents proud of me
Used to leave they're surrounding me

Stepped in with flavours
How they asking for favours
Used to be hated
Now I'm on everyone's playlist
36 Bro you've made it
Remember just grinding for 8 quid
Now I splash 8 on my coat and my top and my jeans you could say I've upgraded

Upgraded I've levelled up
7 Bags for the clock
More rocks in the watch
I'm tryna have bezel floods
My bro in the whip, dashing the strip, passenger loading up several slugs
Our squady is looking like team of the year
Your squady is made up of several subs

Can you not see the difference?
You and your guys are losing it all
Me and my guys are some winners
Used to be broke with nothing
Now we Harrods for dinners
In the field like some wingers
Bruk down dingers
Cold nights with the shivers
Check the balance and now we've got figures