Owe Something

Ah mumma didn’t raise no no no no no no
Mumma didn’t raise no no no no no no
Mumma didn’t raise no fool
I stayed in school
Tryin' get rich get paid in full
China, nah I was made in cool
Followers made in wool
But I was made to ball, no Rolando
I go intro to the outro
I got the presents like I came from the south pole
You man are moving gay but on the down low
I see the vision they can’t
I need to visit my aunt
I just tell me I can when they tell me I can’t
I might just smoke me a plant
I need money like the government I need me a grant
No charity
See me I’m real
You can hear me and feel
Man I need me a deal
Always keep it a bill
Link Aj up in South then I’m keepin' it trill
Unstable I just keep it still
Looking Like I owe something
Like I owe something
Why you talkin' like I owe something
Like I owe something
I know you wanna take my life
I know you wanna take whats mine
Nigga you can never get mine
Nigga you can never get mine Now you know man now you know
I swear they ain’t felt the pain
Talkin' all this talk till they get in the rain
Words that you can feel so it’s a whole different game
Like I ain’t liven in vain like we just playin' the game
Money on my mind
Niggas stop and watch the clock and get your timing
Man I swear these niggas weak these niggas spineless
I ain’t wanna hear a word if you ain’t bringing the facts
Playin' for keeps
No this ain’t a game but we been playin' for keeps
And I won’t stop until the mission’s complete
For the riches and the gold they treat their soul like its cheap
You ain’t gotta lie, if you got what they need
Ami got me feeling like a whole different breed
We do a whole different speed, We in a whole different league
I ain’t gotta say it she just lip read
Looking Like I owe something
Like I owe something
Why you talkin' like I owe something
Like I owe something
I know you wanna take my life
I know you wanna take whats mine
Nigga you can never get mine
Nigga you can never get mine Now you know man now you know
Hackney free I didn’t pick that school
But see it made me who I am my shits that cool
Friends ringing down your line like how you miss that call
Your friends ringing down your line but you a prick that’s all
I know a fancy fuck, she a bitch that’s cool
She try and thank me lots I didn’t flick my tool
See she strutting it walking down the road like it’s a runway
I put it on my mums I didn’t flinch at all
See Im just keeping it jugging I say the things that I shouldn’t
See I just turn up the heat and carry on cooking
See I ain’t worried on shit, I Stef Curry this shit
I Andy Murray this shit, I can’t hurry my hits
To use proper tech I ain’t turn off the oven yet
A red letter coming through like I don’t want a cheque
When its poverty I don’t deal with no mockery
There ain’t no milk in the fridge that shit bother me
See I rhyme enough but they be undermining us
An air max and a trackie' you see they miming us
You know like dat, I just need my Kodak back
And we skrr skrr skrr I’m on that Kodak Black
Looking Like I owe something
Like I owe something
Why you talkin' like I owe something
Like I owe something
I know you wanna take my life
I know you wanna take whats mine
Nigga you can never get mine
Nigga you can never get mine Now you know man now you know