Step 10 (Freestyle) Lyrics - Wiley


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I blow my own trumpet, but im not a hornsman
Girls on my case but I never got a foursome
So lucky I could have been an abortion, thank God now i get paid in heavy portions
Cant sit in the manner dong dumb shit
My heads clear when i roll through Plumpstead
And I run shit, niggers jump shit to a ? to start chatting bout gun clips
That's when i pull the rug from under feet of a bait rapper
Twenty tats don't make you a great rapper
So hungry I could be a chain snatcher
Let me smash the idea with a grey hammer
Came man i conquered with a paid summer
Set it up nicely for a bait summer
And I've been a star for the eighth summer
I'll be all Sci-Fi spitting like Blade Runner
Game gunner, same brudda with the same brother for a pencil
Said I wouldn't go there but I went still
Back tracking is a myth for the ?
But I'm in Chislehurst looking back at Red Hill
Wear blue like a Crip but im red still
Skin tone like steps on a treadmill
Couple sound man thought I was dead till
I turned up with the fire money red till
Myth, dont know shit
Everyday I make money, everyday I get piff
My enemies are pissed
Hence style low I've never had a quiff
Every other week I used to get shift
But now i'm on the straight and narrow
Carrying spitters inside a wheelbarrow
Tip em out
Pile em up
I got the wile house
Wile em up
The truth could be a lighter
Lighter could be the truth
Some people they might a lie through the roof
Get away from me you big ouf
I'm the king here and i got the proof
I'm firing the roof, no sproof its real
They've been here ten years and never had a deal
To the restaurants they have never had a meal
I live it it's all fun and games untill
I've been sipping on that blue drink
I dont care what you think
Niggers know the only thing I love out here is music
And i keep it movin' with my fam just like the Moomin's
Anything we wanna buy we browse and then we choose it
Draw the bankcard quick
Ima splash my bars and equipment
Make a little call for a shipment
When im on tour like a long way away I feel distant
Lost in the distance
The E3 kid is persistent
I wont stop till im winning with assistance
From a whole team, on a global scale, with a global vision
Of how to ?
Donny, I'll pick Roxy not Ronnie
Real eastender if i tweet it sorry
You cant scream at me you not olly
I cant a stylish ? than Ozzy
Might see me with a London posse
Cos i was a rudeboy never been a doppy
Whats the motiion, raving, copy
When im speaking fam i ain't sloppy
Know what it is when i turn up to your
House party with about two or three or
And then sees what I wanted to be or
A drug dealer with cars, two or three or
I keep earning i can't stop buying
I keep failing I cant stop trying
We keep living but we cant stop dying
Im a boss but i do the pieing
Ten out of ten
Thats the end
Ten producers mixing a blend
Thames Mead over to black ben
I got the title im gonna defend
If it dont sound good then it wont set trends
I'll be in the Nag's Head chilling with friends
Chilling with friends
I'll be in the Nag's Head chilling with friiieeends








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