(feat. Chipmunk)
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Cloud nine, 'Munk, We're wishing them the best,
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We're wishing them the best,
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This is catch two-two, I'm age two-two,
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Spent like two-two on a black out coupe,
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Wanna know how I'm looking lately,
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Don't stare through limousine tints that's rude,
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I break necks I'm a real head turner,
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And back then I was a first time learner,
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I skipped classes, straight to the masters,
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Now look I'm a skyline earner, Cash in hand no finance,
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When we cash in grands it's violent,
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Chipmunk co-pilots the airlines,
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So flee we land on next islands,
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I topped the bill, we can't relate 'cause you earn the bill?, 100,
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There's chrome on the grills, No less than 19's on the wheels,
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Back to the music wheel this, I flow crazy, mental illness, brainless,
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But I'm amazing grace so thy shall feel this,
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I'm raising the bar, your waistline, I liaise with stars on cloud nine,
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Wings on my back, skydive, It's over, wrap, night time.
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Trust, no stress we're calm,
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We're shooting far, we got dem Trust, we glow in the dark,
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We're some superstars, we got dem,
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Trust, no stress we're calm,
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We're shooting far, we got dem Trust, we glow in the dark,
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We're some superstars, they wanna know,
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How we sounding lately, Tell me how we're sounding lately,
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We're down, we're moving, So we keep it moving,
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How we sounding lately, Tell me how we're sounding lately,
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The grams, we're moving, Flee, keep it moving,
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I'm the cream of the crop,
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Flee but I ain't all over the dog, My collar I pop, I'm heavy I pop,
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I'm heavy on grime, I'm heavy on rock, (anything)
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And the garments speak for themselves,
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Your outfit cost the same as my belt, Five bills,
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So don't question me about wealth,
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You get a pair I get the shelf, And that was before the deal,
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Assassinate versus born to kill,
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Colder tham Neptune's, so Pharall,
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I mean for real, you know the deal, YOu know the drill,
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Yeah G, I nail it, I talk money, more so, I make it,
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And Tinchy don't boast too much,
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But his stack is not what his name is, 'Munk, it's not what my name is,
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I've got money coming out of my anus,
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I set trends, don't follow what the craze is,
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If they're hood rich we're Vegas,
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Lifestyles for the rich and famous, Face on the front page papers,
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A-list, they trail by acres,
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Trust, no stress we're calm,
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We're shooting far, we got dem Trust, we glow in the dark,
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We're some superstars, we got dem,
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Trust, no stress we're calm,
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We're shooting far, we got dem Trust, we glow in the dark,
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We're some superstars, they wanna know,
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How we sounding lately, Tell me how we're sounding lately,
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We're down, we're moving, So we keep it moving,
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How we sounding lately, Tell me how we're sounding lately,
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The grams, we're moving, Flee, keep it moving
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We Got Dem
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| Tinchy Stryder |
