For The Title

I feel like Steven Gerrard I can't let it slip it's For the title Flew out to the islands, know my name their Asking on my arrival Told bro that I just patterned it again He said swear on the holy bible I been through shit, was stuck in the mix So don't judge me like American idol Bet on me, what r chances Bro swung that shit right to me He like De Bruyne wid the through passes See that I'm real but it make me a target Not only dodos that are extinct, told you darling im off market There previous hoes like why are u asking I don't want talking I ain't bothered Add your thoughts in I want knowledge Shit was too cold, then too hot, I'm like Goldilocks wid the porridge If i don't her like then I'll be honest I chuck that shit like Norris I Smoke that shit to get out my mind my eyes all red like Nottingham forest Disaranno had a man pissed But mum was more pissed when I dropped out of college Am i at my best bro man I'm far from it Bro dropped ash on his clothes from the spliff why he beefin the ash more than team rocket I came from the mud I was in that dirt built this from the rocks like Onyx Play good football bro u better twos it don't hog the hedge like sonic I got that drive I got that engine, I ain't posted underneath car bonnet She only had to suck it for twenty one seconds to make a man so solid Been through pain just know that I got that covered You need to erase that hoe, I wouldn't f*ck it widout the rubbers Got the Louis v kicks in orange and black I might get some more colours Run up the numbers And then like future f*ck up some more commas Steal u from him and watch him chase, I got your boyfriend playing cops and robbers I got your man all stressed I'm out I ain't sending text She tryna lure me without incense Get down and give me some sense I need a diva Suttin like lita when a man's close to the edge U give much more when u come from less Take care of the fam that's something vital Girl from the USA take shots from far widout hunting rifle From the bottom low chance of survival Climbed up the mountain no disciple Feeling the burden, this ain't resurgence, get one life no chance at revival I feel like Steven Gerrard I can't let it slip it's for the title Flew out to the islands, know my name their Asking on my arrival Told bro that I just patterned it again he said swear on the holy bible I been thru shit, was stuck in the mix So don't judge me like American idol Bet on me, what r chances Bro swung that shit right to me He like De Bruyne wid the through passes See that I'm real but it make me a target Not only dodos that r extinct, told you darling im off market There previous hoes like why are u asking