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[Verse 1]
I ain't even gotta get out of bed
I write lyrics with my feet up
Effortless flows, I got lyrics that will never get old
See them boys there? They can't keep up
'Cause I bust jokes with my girl on Insta'
You thinkin' man soft, now we'll see when we meet up
[?] man with a iron til' a whole side of his head creased up
Irony, see what I did there? Irony
Did it again, didn't caught that? Irony
Get it? I am the ball that got the fire
I'm sure that if [?] get your boy heat up
I'll dead man after this song til' the next
Chatting bare breeze under your breath? Nah, speak up
Anybody reckon they wanna mess with Gen again
I tell that boy shut your mouth, you idiot
My energy ain't even been employed
Man a real Caribbean boy song when I scream [?]
See your man screamin' on set, tryna get a wheel
That ain't gonna work, cut out, wheel's punctured
Flat tire, your plan will backfire, if I clap my [?] your days are numbered
Get on your bike, you ain't built for this life
Lil' dickhead youts 'round here, you get slumbered
Don't wanna hear anything else
About these cards I've been dealt, I got tricks up my sleeve
I'm baggin' up youngers and olders
Don't think you're too big to get touched [?]
I'm chillin' with Drake here but [?] you'll still see 6 in my team
Letting off six nines and four fours that'll rip through your jaw, ribs and spleen
When I wear purple bandannas with bad youts that came from bad manners
I had man hoppin' out the car [?] when they see these hammers
[?]
Roll up jump out, beat these men up
Hold on right there, see these cameras?
Spray can ting when I spray that ting
Deep fry man, I'll blaze man's skin, I won't graze man's skin
[?] hollow tips [?] bow my head, erase that sin
Right after I came back in, come back king, yeah I came back king
Nah, said it before and I'll say it again
You see them youts chatting breeze over there with their friends?
They don't want it with Gen
[Chorus]
Nah, they don't want it with Gen
Nah, they don't want it with Gen
I do dirt, leave London and hide out with Rosie in Nottingham Trent
They don't want it with Gen, nah
[Verse 2]
They don't want it with Gen
I gotta move [?] 'cause they seen you ain't gotta be [?] shower man
[?] leave London and hide out with Rosie in Nottingham Trent
Fuck what they said 'cause [?] dollars but not any sense
Got pounds but [?] squeeze rounds til' nothing is left
You don't follow me yet?
Take a walk through my hood then you'll see you can't walk in my steps
This ain't what the economy meant when they said these young black youts ain't got any cents
Jump in your back garden and they will not take offense
Next day chatting shit to the feds like "nah, sorry officer"
I will not take offense, I will not make amends, I was not in the ends
I was back to Notts with my back to opps
Go back to back til' my casket drops
I’m blasting shots with my mouthpiece til' my mouth bleeds and starts to clot
I write bars from the mountain top
Then come back down round the block
It’s man down when I’m blasting off
I’m hands down still the hardest of them all
And tell 'em that it’s hands down, mouth sealed
And nobody speaks 'til this class is off (ugh!)
Yeah, tell me what you think about that
I was laying tracks [?]
Could if I'm honest [?] you ain't never been around plaques
Idiot you wanna beef at my show
I said, "come then bro let's meet around back"
Clapped in his jaw, getting stomped on the floor
No round of applause then we'll see about clapped
[Chorus]
Nah, they don't want it with Gen
Nah, they don't want it with Gen
I do dirt, leave London and hide out with Rosie in Nottingham Trent
They don't want it with Gen, nah
