[PART I]
[Verse]
I used to be lazy and broke until I found me
Now fuck the old me
Remember days when I never had P
Now I get paid to rave and party
MC's shook now I'm back on a beat
Took a few L's, now I'm back on my feet
Still got fans playing me on repeat
I'm making my bread, don't need to compete
If it gets sticky, I'm decamping whips
I'm ending the chase in BD6
Can't chat about dingers, birds or sticks
Can't chat about plotting hundred grand licks
Just took a trip outta town
Now we're forty grand up, up on the M6
I know the old me will like me now
Becah when we hit licks, it's only big bits
We got it locked from Humber to BD
Little rats, they're hating, can't be me
Know we're paid from streams online
And I ain't selling no merch or a CD
And I stepped in the rave in CP
Before I'm on the mic, I wanna see P
I be stinking of Runtz, it's TT
Taking a bewer in front of her beady
I be getting silly with the flows
Got bars for your head top, flake for your nose
Put my son in designer, head to toes
It's still Nike's on my feet when I walk in grows
It's B-R-A-D-F-O-R-D
A's got the key for the hot M3
Eighteen, hitting licks in a dinger MG
Twenty-four, now I get paid to MC
Ready for war in a Transit tipper
Straight to the point, we don't stand and bicker
These days, birds want a man from Bradford
Cah they love a grafter and love a mole gripper
Name's got bigger and my flow's got sicker
Got a brunette bird with the baddest of figures
And a perfect date, that's Cali and liquor
Take off her state then I put it right in her
Who's doing it, doing it again?
I want a house party to tear up the ken
Bring a few birds, nah fuck it, bring ten
Now bring ten more but they gotta be peng
Big YA, I've never asked for a handout
I seen it, I got it, I done it mysen
I'm in the crop house sorting the tents
I'll flip this flip then we're doing it again and again
I be ready for graft like "Where and when?"
Same shit now what we done back then
They all know that I'm blessed with the pen
And I gotta give thanks to the Lord, Amen
Can't say you ain't heard of me
I make adrenaline kick like a burglary
A lot of man chat like they wanna murder me
Until I line man up like Burberry
All of the boys from Bradford city
Put your hands up if you're rolling with me
All my grafters from the West Yorks region
Turn this up if you wanna go dinging
All of the boys from Bradford city
Put your hands up if you're rolling with me
All my grafters from the West Yorks region
Turn this up if you wanna go dinging
[PART II]
[Chorus]
Know that I talk what I do cah I'm active
And I real life rob crops
We took Keefan's door clean off
But pissed off that I only left with a box
Burnt Jay's door with the torch
Now he needs a new door, not only new locks
Better know that I lurk in the night
Catch me in your garden like a red fox
[Verse 1]
Cause damage, make plants vanish
Did it on foot, me, Nick and Talish
Come through creeping, no need to panic
We're taking it all, leave the lights and ballasts
There's a hundred plants in this crop house
And I know right where the chinks are sleeping
This is a robbery, I ain't out creeping
But I gotta get in and silently creep it
What's the craic? I can tell you the story
Parked outside in a plated fourby
Got a bad bitch with me, she's naughty
And she can handle the M140
Fuck a warehouse job, that's boring
Rather go and water these plants in the morning
I wake up and the money is calling
Five dead shoes don't mean that you're balling
[Chorus]
Know that I talk what I do cah I'm active
And I real life rob crops
We took Keefan's door clean off
But pissed off that I only left with a box
Burnt Jay's door with the torch
Now he needs a new door, not only new locks
Better know that I lurk in the night
Catch me in your garden like a red fox
[Verse 2]
Brandon got robbed, Jordan got robbed
M got jacked, now he's needing a job
Billy got yammed, now he's feeling depressed
Cah his food got scranned like a corn on the cob
Ash got robbed and S got robbed
And I left that job with a big fat wad
When I licked Tom, I went in through the patio
Grabbed my man while he was playing on COD
I can keep going on, going on
And it sounds sick with the beats that I'm flowing on
Haters wanna see me going wrong
But I can't fall, I got too much going on
I can keep going on, going on
And it sounds sick with the beats that I'm flowing on
Haters wanna see me going wrong
But I can't fall, I got too much going on
[Chorus]
Know that I talk what I do cah I'm active
And I real life rob crops
We took Keefan's door clean off
But pissed off that I only left with a box
Burnt Jay's door with the torch
Now he needs a new door, not only new locks
Better know that I lurk in the night
Catch me in your garden like a red fox
