Wretch 32 - Behind Barz lyrics


I say the new me don't wanna trap, I want a trap star
Lizzy on my mind, my T-shirt and on my bank card
It's wrong driving round in a Porsche tryna act hard
Take into account my accountants, my new gang darg
Been through more Os than a pack of Polos
So I'm smelling mint fresh for them triple X hoes
My peehole be the window to my soul glass
Panoramic roof, guess I shouldn't throw stones
I can throw a brick though... shit joke
I just met a girl this Christmas, says she doesn't drink Coke
She laughed when I said I'm a company on my own
I'mma give this girl the runaround, forget a lift home
I'm saying this year I'm on my game
I'm raising hell knowing heaven's just a step away
Think it's a joke Keith Legend took the leap of faith
He won an Oscar, wonder if he had a speech to say
Rate the celeb but he didn't even get to celebrate
That's why I'm tryna see my day before I see my grave
And let my journey be the route that all my people take
Think it's a sprint and get lapped up in a steeplechase, that's how I got my breathing space
I'm in my own league, they don't exist here
Fuck a hotel, I'm really in the premiere, I'm
One of the realest really selling over here
300 I'mma make at least 300 every year
One year I had about 100k to spare
I gave 50 back to charity so fuck it all [?]
Don't tell me bout your bezzle, don't tell me bout your kettle
They've got macs up in my ends, I'm tryna apple save the webbles
I'm a way out from weighing
Now I'm weighing up my options on how I can play it
If out of all my brothers I'm the one that makes it
The head of the family must be fairly related and I ain't feeling that
I need to see everybody getting bread
So when the food came, everybody got a Z
Too sweet at Christmas, everybody getting fed
Single mum with five kids, that's real struggle in the flesh
Tried to save the barbers but ran in on a sense
Getting people into clubs ain't really sharing my success
The kids are the future so I always try invest
That's why they telling David Lammy I'm the MP in my ends
Two chainz on my neck, see I disciple change
From no food in the kitchen, just had a microwave
From not a pot to piss in to nice designer plates
From relegation, eviction to now the title race
Tottenham's Man City but I got Arsenal faith
I got ox in the chamber, don't let me blast away
Behind every good rapper, there's a singer made
Who looks after the dark knight just like Michael Caine
I'm fucking slicker, I'm fucking shit up
Every time I'm fucking down, I just fucking get up
Cuh I'm fucking with ya doesn't mean I'm fucking with ya
I'm always fucking sweet, I'm never fucking bitter, nah
I take my hat off to Kone and Krept
I love when yungens do it indie and get major checks
I know we're drinking from the bottle, taking baby steps
But keep looking down on us and it'll break your necks
That's why you won't see me at the MOBOs or the BRITs
I'll be in the units tryna save them lost kids
My presence told the students having talent is a gift
Think millionaire's a fairytale? I'm tryna show them it exists
I've got a sleeping beauty in my bed right now
I've got some magic beans just from what I write down
When my beanstalk grew, Pocahontas lied down
Obama's got seven dwarves in his snow white house
I guess it don't take chance, it takes change
I swap the C with a G, I switch lanes
I'm the young Roger Ames, slick Rick James
And EA Sports know my name, I'm in the game

Nines - Money On My Mind lyrics


Them hoes used to diss when we all was brukk
Now I make that money stretch like its warming up
hit that bitch one time now she's actin like she knows me cah I made her strip at the front line
Fuck a party I ain't got time to rave
Got a Ferrari in the microwave
Me & my girl went on holiday
Let my worker hit the sales like boxin day
I'm tryna stick to the plan
I ain't visiting the San Siro when I fly into Milan
Ima boss on the street 12 bills that's the cost of my sneaks
Crocodile no lacoste on my feet
Pullin up in German whips with no lease
Sell grease then my pockets went obese
Even though I'm a star I'm out selling coke
Your chicks staring at a star I never telescope

[Chorus]

I got money on my mind
I swear im gonna win even if it kills me
I got money on my mind
The only way I'm gonna rest is if these motherfuckers kill me
I got money on my mind
I swear im gonna win even if it kills me
The only way I'm gonna rest is if these motherfuckers kill me

[Verse 2]

I told Fatz he don't need to do stick ups
Cah when I pick up I'm gettin six packs and I don't do sit ups
She saw how I bling, walk in the strip club and throw dough
All them bitches call me lord of the rings
Am I bugging out or am I getting followed by feds
If her body looks dead then I'll just probably get head
When them pagans tried to slide through
I was in the dinga hangin out the window with a big mac like a drive thru
Woman from home alone, birds all around me
Ball so hard Arsene Wenger wanna scout me
I copped my YG a Ridgeback, pebs up in his mouth like a tic tac
Then I taught him how to whip crack
Left him round a box like a gift rack
My baby mum said the fame gets to my head
Told her give it a rest like a fed cuz I got...



[Chorus]

I got money on my mind
I swear im gonna win even if it kills me
I got money on my mind
The only way I'm gonna rest is if these motherfuckers kill me
I got money on my mind
I swear im gonna win even if it kills me
The only way I'm gonna rest is if these motherfuckers kill me