Birds n Bars Wiley

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[Intro]
Yo, Eskiboy
BBK, dun know
Listen

[Zwrotka 1]
Yo, biggin' up Teeza, man done a remix
Then I came through with the bars on point 'cause I'm a realist
Can't go against my scene even if you're the realest
I based my career on provin' myself to non-believers
My name's gonna ring bells to newspaper readers
Wiley, Wiley, yeah, that's one of the achievers
Most of my gyal dem are cool but some of them are divas
You win some, lose some, then you've gotta go take a breather
Man get weak off a gyal like Julius Caesar
I nearly killed myself on the highway, just before you reach peeler
Blud, I was lean already but now I wanna go home and get leaner
I should've went sleep, or I should've toured but I never done either
Can't keep your mouth shut, that girl [?]
I'm old school, yes, Avia and FILA
Smokin' a J, listenin' to Mila
I clean my own house, I don't want a cleaner
I run the dance like [?]
Reel up, hail up my dons
Always bringin' stars to the spotlight
I know what I'm like and I know what I'm not like
We move forward, do it like clockwise
I used to be one of my stand up on the block guys
Now I'm a OG, kush
Do it on my own, I won't need a push
Biggin' up Dynamite and I'm biggin' up Stush
I'm like Nike, I do it, I come through with a swoosh
Believe and achieve
Awards on the mantlepiece, I'm like jheeze
Stormzy's a don who's here to break barriers
Chip can't run out of bars, so it's peak
That's grime, that's grime, the ultimate vibe
Constant winnin', I won't take a dive
I will keep going 'til the wheels fall off 'cause
Even when I'm dead, my vibe will be alive
Man came from the back roads
On point, man are fully in stack mode
Straight London, buy a couple flats mode
Late nights, might work on my rap flow
You're plain and I'm the loaded nachos
I played the game for long on my cash flows
Used to waste money in my twenties
Now I've gotta keep an eye on where my cash goes
I can do it, I don't need to try
I can do it, I done it already, bro
Back in the days, I didn't have any dough
I was not Wiley, I didn't have any flow, now
I can do it, I don't need to try
I can do it, I done it already, bro
Back in the days, I didn't have any dough
I was not Wiley, I didn't have any flow, now
Now, now all of my dons get dough
From lyrics, riddims and flows
Let me go and do this show
I'm a impatient person, everybody knows
Wickedest MC alive
I provided all the pies, why would I lie?
Sorry if you've been deprived of
One of my wickedest vibes, I was goin' through life
Lookin' for an easy route
Then I didn't wanna live that life
My sound's alive, my sound's the in ting
All our names are on the flyers bein' printed, yeah




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