My G’s

[Verse 1: Jelacee]
Look, here was the deal last year
I was here tryna make a mil' last year
You were there sitting on tills last year
You were there still popping pills last year
Now, man made P's this year
I'm talking 'bout G's this year
I'm talking 'bout your whole wage
For the month is my hour fee this year
Yeah, Air Max creps on the set
Man can't try test me on a set
No less than one G for a set
U.S.A. want me for a set
Down under want me for a set
East Asia want me for a set
So don't ever think you could ever try take
Mandem for Jeffery for a sec
Look, I don't smoke tree no more 'cause a man turned sober
Still got a Nike pouch over my shoulder
Took the whole beat scene by storm
'Cause man's a wicked skengman composer
Asking the Lord to forgive me
When I shut down, I'm out with no history
Ex-girl, how about now? Who miss me?
Make the gyal dem pulsate, no Mystry
Wait, when did I get bait?
When did girls start liking my face?
When did I stop paying a score for an eighth?
When did I get five tings tryna be main?
Like wait, blud, who are you?
Chicken eater, yeah, who are you?
Didn't see you anywhere last year
Man's calling me fam, like mate, who are you?
Wow

[Hook: Jelacee]
Old school peeps wanna talk
But you're not one of my G's (My G's, My G's)
Don't know what my man thought
But you're not one of my G's (My G's, My G's)
You're not one of my G's (My G's, My G's)
You're not one of my G's (My G's, My G's)
You're not one of my G's (My G's, My G's)
You're not one of my G's (My G's, My G's)
Man wanna call me bro
But you're not one of my G's (My G's, My G's)
See me, I might say yo
But you're not one of my G's (My G's, My G's)
You're not one of my G's (My G's, My G's)
You're not one of my G's (My G's, My G's)
You're not one of my G's (My G's, My G's)
I said you're not one of my G's (My G's, My G's)

[Verse 2: Jelacee]
I only take fashion tips from Batman
Don't know why you think you're a badman
'Cause I know real badman that are bad, fam
And they tell me that you're not a badman
Nothing's wrong with his legs
So why does he walk like that?
I ain't seen him in ends
So why does he talk like that?
'Llow it, man can't believe that chat
23, I had to leave that crap
Just left the bank, had to breeze right back
Look like a baller, P's and that
East London, shout my G's in that
Trap lord? Man don't even trap
Rep England and I don't need no cats
Real mandem know we can't be no akhs
Your opinion to me is invalid
I'll listen, but I probably won't hear it
My crew ain't from New Zealand
But if it's all-black then we'll probably wear it
I ain't a yout anymore
So I ain't got time for no bitch shit
Cause I'm out here tryna get bigger [?] lipstick
Look, I ain't about that life but I know man
That think that the six o'clock news is primetime
Buss off a shot
Then go zoom out in the whips at night time
And I don't even keep up with my timeline
Cuh we here tryna make mummy move out of the hood
At the age of fifteen, there's a timeline
So me haffi tell her don't waste my time

[Hook: Jelacee]
Old school peeps wanna talk
But you're not one of my G's (My G's, My G's)
Don't know what my man thought
But you're not one of my G's (My G's, My G's)
You're not one of my G's (My G's, My G's)
You're not one of my G's (My G's, My G's)
You're not one of my G's (My G's, My G's)
You're not one of my G's (My G's, My G's)
Man wanna call me bro
But you're not one of my G's (My G's, My G's)
See me, I might say yo
But you're not one of my G's (My G's, My G's)
You're not one of my G's (My G's, My G's)
You're not one of my G's (My G's, My G's)
You're not one of my G's (My G's, My G's)
I said you're not one of my G's (My G's, My G's)