Progress

[Chorus: Breeze] It's true what they say, more money more stress Spanners in the work, mashing up the process We've been on the road for months, like we're homeless We're not rich yet, but we're making progress [First verse: Flowdan] Everybody's hyping But everybody can shut their mouth because I'm on a hype ting I'm on this ting like feathers on wings I'm on this ting like beard to a chin I'm on this ting like Steve Austin You heard we got dropped, well keep listening The next time we drop a bomb, king It won't be When I'm Ere, it will be When I'm On A Hype Ting So shut your mouth about cheesy Cos a bag of little yutes on the road would love to meet me Bourne Identity, Bourne Supremacy Born everyting, yeah everyting's easy-peasy Lemon squeezy, slow my flow down just like Young Jeezy That's right And none of you guys on the road, you could never see me [Chorus] [Second verse: Breeze] I been up and down the whole country smelling funky Sign little bras for the kids and junkies Been on morning TV all grumpy I could be at home doing hard ? for a monkey But never mind the revenue Let's talk about birds from The Avenue Drop em two lines of coke and a Malibu Leave her nostril running like callaloo Shaking a leg, making a ?, no Merk posh dos and gigs in my trench coat Still I gotta make a bent note Cos I don't know if I'm half-rich or broke Well, I'm not an imposter Roll Deep's up for a Brit, not an Oscar Look I got a hectic roster Ain't complaining as long as I'm prosper [Chorus x2] [Third verse: Trim] See that's right, I think I'm too nice See my head's quadrupled in size Go on stupid, I might And if we used to be friends it's cos I used to have time I'm trying to get rich, not dying trying Mind on my money, money on my mind Time's money, I ain't got time It's funny what some do with their time Before I was a nobody with a knife Now I've got a name you'll find in a lotta hype It's always "what's his name said this" or "what's his name's on a hype" "What's his name said that", blud, whatever their names, they've got time Whatever the beef, I've got mine, I'm alright I've got big lips, but keep yours off mine [Chorus]