Don’t Have Keys

[Verse 1]
Yeah, he had plans for the game
Lee come around and the whole ting flake
Disappear in your fingers like the good Flake
Hurt me on the tune and the whole hood shake
I chase money cuh I'm in good shape
Like tints on a whip cuh the ends too bait
Always had bars, time and a place
Treble and bass, metal in face
If you come around acting funny around me
Bitch boys in the game got me taking the piss
Man get upset 'cause they don't get favourites
Man get upset 'cause they don't get trainers
How about a good tune first, then trainers?
Tryna do now so a throwback's long
Man get upset 'cause they don't get retweets
Just stay over there with your rubbed out song

[Chorus]
Capo the Champ, better know what that means
I just burst through the door like I don't have keys
Capo the Champ, better know what that means
I just burst through the door like I don't have keys

[Verse 2]
Yeah, lost my vibe for a sec and I came back
Holding a brand new skeng
Brand new day, it's a brand new dem
C-A-P-O the Champ, I'm a gem
Blocks in my path and I ran through them
I ain't never been weak, I punch stress in the face
Tell man I come through, I play no games
No hidden agendas, clear as day
Roll with a heart that was blacker than night
On the frontline like where was they?
Had class from back in the day
In my uniform, sitting in traffic, there was Lee
I don't wanna cause no scene for the camera
When I hold mic, better know it's not banter
Talk about your girl and Indian head, but
What you gonna say when your gyal get bhangra?

[Chorus]
Capo the Champ, better know what that means
I just burst through the door like I don't have keys
Capo the Champ, better know what that means
I just burst through the door like I don't have keys

[Verse 3]
Situation get dread, shout out Rocks
Trap man hit the trap and they shout out "rocks"
Old school like 35 on the box
Spooky on deck, everyting get chop
Know about stress 'cause I've been in the cut
Other man deal with pain certain ways
Some man wanna put Lee in the cut
Real from the jump and it's been in my gut
Some man associate real with guns
Some man associate real with your heart
Box in your face, you can still be real
As long as two weeks ago, you weren't talking 'bout kill
Man didn't see no strap in the thigh
Couldn't even keep up half of the lie
Rolling with Zuu and we've both got beers
And sixteen bars, that's shells in the ride

[Chorus]
Capo the Champ, better know what that means
I just burst through the door like I don't have keys
Capo the Champ, better know what that means
I just burst through the door like I don't have keys