Not That Deep

[Hook] Walk in the rave with a smile on my face Yeah man I got a few racks on me Worm came through, don't ask what you pay Tell man straight that a strap's not cheap Light up my set then I'm out of the rave Waiting around, nah that's not me I got caught in the club with a slut Tell my girl that it's not that deep [Verse 1] I'm not the one you can move to I only lack when I choose to Up in my car, connect my phone to my bluetooth This ain't the flow that they used to Get stopped on the road like rah My mans hard, swear my man's off of YouTube? Come from below, then I blow like I'm due to Nigga fuck your voodoo Jakes move dark in the Vectras Make prof that's after the extras Still tryna put my Marge in a Lexus What's the point? Don't ask who the best is, hashtag problem! Whip up the rock like I'm Austin The man with the options, know a wasteman when I spot them Park off the whip like, yeah man we lost them Getting money in, it's often Still got bare grown men all scared of the kid Can't lie it's been a good year for the kid Your postcode don't make you a gangster, you're not bad your area is Fifth gear but it's six gears on the stick You blowing up this year is a myth We've got ten man chasing a dream, you've got ten man sharing a spliff, like Wind me up yeah I'm raring to flip Washed dons can't bear when I spit Ride for my friend, yeah I don't care who it is, tell man be careful you div Beef with the champ, my man pulled out a shank, how you gonna scare me with this? Nah really, how you gonna scare me with this? My bro stabbed me in my back Ask Swift what I do about that He said Ak, brother don't talk just attack Came to the all white ting in all black Jumped on the mic with Jabba and Tash Check one two check , nigga I'm gassed Mandem roll through, yeah nigga I'm back! [Hook] [Verse 2] A rapper try come for my throne Ask Flipz should I kill them or no? He said "yo, brother don't talk just blow" 10 car convoy to my last show Spliff in the club, what d'you mean I can't smoke? Drink in my cup, what d'you mean I can't cope? Bun down the dance then I send man home You can check my bros Some of them buss gun, some of them go uni Some of them go church on a Sunday, some of them mash work with a uzi But none of my mandem are fruity Yeah most of my mandem are unruly Man are dishing out threats, putting money on my head Then they see me on the roads then they screw me How can I be scared? Big man like me with a beard I buss two two jokes in my vids, now they think I'm a prick, little nigga beware Swear that nigga turned bad last year? Fuck your tape, nigga we don't care Stormzy's whack yeah? I swear I've been grinding, oh well nigga life ain't fair Yeah man know what it is when I'm out on the strip, with Flipz when I'm sliding through I'll take the piss, slap mans chicken and chips and your pissed if I like your food Smoke with Dee, he said, "yeah man it's peak the rap scene now relies on you" He said "you know I'm not lying, it's true" I was like "where's my Fire in the Booth?" Check my stacks, I was that boy in the corner, little black boy with the strap D's in the trap, putting down a brick into quarters, nigga get corned for your chat All for the racks, banging out "Private Caller", take a little more of my 'nac It's mad, man can't text me again Tryna make dark skin sexy again Word, see me on the road with my bros, feds can't make man talk Never had a whip, never had Ps for a cab, couple man made me walk Then I hit a lick, gave man food on the tick, couple man paid me short Caught him in West, he was tryna buy some creps, beat him up in JD Sports I laid his corpse, rude boy lower your tone Couple pagans try follow me home Said "Yo Merms, can I borrow your phone?" G, come link me at the end of my road I just do my thing, I just chill, I don't really make no fuss My Gs them tell man cool, get that done, rudeboy leave it to us [Hook]