Xavier & Magneto

I didn't even use nitrous oxide In Need for Speed on my old PlayStation And the cost of livin' is, uh How you die from balloons and survive inflation? Ghetts is writin' a verse right now I'll measure the time it takes him Nought to sixty in 2.9 Who's gonna measure the time it's taken? I feel like Bond in a DB9 But the mixed drink's stirred, not shaken And the calamari in Cajun My boy can't leave African food out his top five and go and eat Asian What? Tsh I'll tek him to Walworth Road and train him I'll send money to a chick on my brother's behalf As long as she call and mail him Yacht-master, never been sailin' Left hand like Eddie Van Halen My bredrin docked his dog Got PTSD cah a man try tail him And two napkins at dinner Cuh you never know when some boy could stain him Get back, draw for the MAC Like Fenty, but she more for the MAC On the A406 in a Peugeot 206 Squeeze four in the back I do not do fictitious shit My niggas do suspicious shit 'Round here, the crack's stepped on Like f*ck all that superstitious shit, mm Actin' like Deebo Don't make sense like Iron Man startin' a fight with Magneto I feel like Mike Lima Kilo I done some fucked up shit in my life I see a man that don't have money Fightin' to get a prenup with his wife, wait Tell him to keep it simple I've got more millions in my bank account Than I had blackheads and pimples And that wouldn't change if a man got acne If I start my car in Tower Hamlets, somebody gonna hear in Hackney If I start my car in Lambeth, just know, yeah She wanna know my type and shit But Ghetts, I ain't inna that type of shit The 16 inna that violent shit Like real life inna that Vikin' shit When it's time for that ridin' shit We puttin' on kicks like Byron did Light him He'll struggle with a sentence like Biden did I would have an A in business class If grades got marked in flights and shit, uh How you got a Jesus piece And the Lord and Saviour's hair is straight? I'm twenty-six with an Icon card already And all of the flairy traits, uh Robbed a man in Soho dark Man probably scared him straight, it's Life ain't the same any more I even train in Diors What do you think while you run? Mid-thirties on a treadmill, my train of thought When you was cool with the minimum wage My militant brain was wagin' war Life's mad, I saw the white flag And thought to myself, "What you wavin' it for?" Five years back, half a mill' in my account And Experian said I got terrible credit Borrow, borrow, spend, pay back, then borrow Is that how the levels are all measured? My accountant's very well-rounded The madness comes with incredible methods I built this shit brick by brick What do you think of my architectural efforts? I can't chill with dem boy dere any more Cah we live in two different realities Dem man are still robbin' poor people where we're from And us man are givin' to charities Baby, I don't do cinema dates It's famous art, pictures, and galleries I don't wanna argue, why would I raise my voice And end up riskin' the clarity? Old ting wanna go back to black But she ain't ever heard Amy sing "Valerie" David wanna go back to back Cah we scrapped that riddim we did last January As a matter of fact, as a matter of fact, fam, we should do this annually Machine behind me, a man still done tings manually Thought I was just gonna bang that boy in his face Now look, I've exceeded expectations New excuse for my behaviour Definitely beats my previous explanation Make a man struggle for air, that's serious deprivation Stare at the wrong man too long, and experience escalation I got paper, boy, what's the issue? If I put some on your head, they'll miss you Bro just came back home from a gun charge Now he's in the gym all learnin' jiu-jitsu This girl's talkin' mad on the phone While I'm on loudspeaker, who's with you? Phone back when you're on your own To be continued You's an MC in the firin' range Tombstone birthdays and expiry date Still killin' MCs with my walkin' stick Hunchback, can't hear retirin' age Since man got P, I've acquired a taste Black cod, and of course, I desired a steak I can't recall what I felt prior to pain You ain't got no sauce, you rely on a chain Whatever you do, don't lie on my name I'd rather die on this hill I've seen too much man die on the mains Mask on, don't know that it's me Arya Stark when I try on a face Always knew that time would come That's why I kept my eye on the date Vacation pendin' I've been earth and fire nation bendin' Woke up and heard a paigon sendin' But they ain't never been in Jammer's basement, bredrin You ain't walked in a room on serious smoke And had man shakin', tremblin' You ain't walked to the moon with Venus below And then started an alien's engine Give me space, give me room Glock .45 send a boy's face for the moon Make sure you never come back from the dead I've got a Lara Croft that'll raid man's tomb I'm in a shady Ray-Ban mood If bae wants the wood, that's bae bamboo'd I play Simon Says with the shooters If only you knew what I've made man do