LOOKIN

Greatness comes at a price I see you lookin Lookin from far away like sombody at a funeral Lookin at your casket Lookin master at hide and seek Grew up on skepta and JME I would write bars in whatever the weather Whether it was stormy or rainy I couldn't give a f*ck ahout if you hate me Cause at the end of the day people still rate me I can't say the same about you but What can I say fam it's not like it's any big news Seen bare stories of niggas on the come up I know how it works stories stick like safety Like me you're gonna see success and go back to chase me Like tom and jerry I see man's chances but he can't find them Brother must be allergic to occasion Got a problem with me? Then state them You don't hold grudges with me, that's dangerous If you're gonna be around me don't be aimless I drive myself with ambition I leave it up to God with my life That's why I don't believe in magic, superstition I don't really care about the numbers of the riddims I care more about if a nigga resonates with the tunes I make When they press play and listen When they go and search on the net of a lyric that I made And they go out their way to check the meaning of the bars that I written That's when i KNOW i'm winning Got the listeners weaving and bopping Got the listeners two stepping when clubbing Got the listeners first reaction they jumping Got the listeners first reaction they running Got the haters awake and now they ain't shunning Got the baddies dancing to my sound ain't they stunning Got the AP on my wrist today i'm stunting Got the 9mm going opp hunting Got the listeners... *kisses teeth* Shit Lookin over here Lookin over there Lookin everywhere except the bubble that you're in The way that niggas lookin you'd think that niggas scouting Like his name is NARC JT or jjfinns Got the triumph in my genes so i'm destined to win A loss is common to them I see they fell off, in the bin That nigga fell off so hard they not located on a pin I know you see me on the come up and I know you feel the sting MVP like James Harden, never got a ring But i'm the goat of this shit like James they call me king I can do everything man I feel like johnny sins If I see that nigga snitch i'll rip his pipes he won't sing no more If you're not about this life better pack it up now See your sorry ass self to the door I'm sick and tired of you pricks everyday Mans sick I ain't playing no games no more Man I ain't playing no games no more Write a lot of bars from the pen to the paper 'Til I can't think and my hand gets sore Never done a set and I've never done tours But I got all this buzz around me and i'm blowing like claymore Smoke feel the vapour feel it in my lungs Some people just lookin for fun Look at yourself in the mirror niggas 35 years of age and a bum Don't say the scene is dead It will never be dead As long as i'm here niggas gonna be fed I put bare people on and I didn't get cred If some niggas were me they'd be begging for the cred If some niggas were me they'd be begging for the bread Niggas don't know what they're worth and they're way in over head I'm just in my own lane and i'm finding my own stead I'm just tryna take off like a bullet made of lead Fam Don't ever test me fam Daniel Kashule in this fucking bitch Goat of grime Goat of alt underground Ya dun know Bitch