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  1. Let's Go

From the recording Find Myself

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Lyrics

Let’s go
Only chasing goals
I don’t see no hoes
Stevie Wonder chopping up the flow
Shoot like prime Ronaldo
Can’t stop me from playing on radio
I’m not going ghost
Buster you must be a fucking nut
Get you hoovered up
Let’s go
Race you to the top
Stop me slacking off
Questions this, are you keeping up?
Have you got the funds?
I be counting stacks for days
Use money to build my bed
Money’s never been a problem
That’s cause money’s awesome

I’m the wordsmith and you know this
Try to start shit get a grip kid
I’m the oldest, boldest, coldest
What I write it turns to gold dust
Now I’ve outgrown all the daft shit
I’m not trying to look the hardest
But I see right through you motherfucker
You’re a catfish
The storyteller had to bite his tongue
Now my mouth’s gone numb
I think popping blues just took a turn
Went from need to fun
Buckfast tonic, yeah I want it
Get me a bottle, super sonic
But I had to half my dose
Now you know why I’m yellow
Shameless, you hate this
Only steel you’ve got is stainless
I can see you think your dangerous
Call it stupid or just brainless
Me? I’ve got balls of steel
Always sharing how I feel
Your true feelings you conceal
Frightened about the gender reveal

Let’s go
Only chasing goals
I don’t see no hoes
Stevie Wonder chopping up the flow
Shoot like prime Ronaldo
Can’t stop me from playing on radio
I’m not going ghost
Buster you must be a fucking nut
Get you hoovered up
Let’s go
Race you to the top
Stop me slacking off
Questions this, are you keeping up?
Have you got the funds?
I be counting stacks for days
Use money to build my bed
Money’s never been a problem
That’s cause money’s awesome

When I rap on a beat it’s all about me
And I go so hard that I might OD
But please, stop with the third degree
What’d you know about me?
Fucking nothing!
And I’ll stop at nothing
On your lip topic of discussion
Yeah I know you’re hurting
Don’t like my shit, lyrical concussion
Last year no cunt knew me
This year I’m about to blow mate
More money than sense and I intend
To spend it on your downfall
When I come up you must come down
No room for two, only one crown
There’s a new king in town no need to bow
Just play my sound
I’m just getting started
My life’s one big party
Mention the boy name ADZii
Become the departed
I’ve got a degree don’t become debris
Just because you are retarded
This beat I be rocking
Don’t give a fuck about all the talking
POW!
(now here me out)
(I’ve got a big fat dick you can call it round)
(That ain’t your bitch that girl’s a hound)
(Best thing coming through the underground)