Mek Man Flee

There's no time to be indecisive
When you gotta grab it and tuck it and hide it
Then you gotta look left right for a porky
Heart jump out when you hear them sirens

Paranoia so violent
Looking over shoulders
Cah’ it feels too quiet
Is it fireworks or firearms firing?
Struggle to close these eyelids
When you work hard it's tiring

No manager
No major labels
Still put racks on tha rassclaat table
Young visionary from birth
I put in this work
Now I'm feeling able
Business boomin’
Trappin' scheming
I was outside wit tha demons
Plotting planning
Make it happen
Now I got suttin to believe in

Give mе tha drop I'll be there
Word to my dargy
Wе made man flee
Who's this yout' with a million views
Doing 1010 toes when he came through east

Can't relate to both sides cah' one chase clout and the other ones used their feet
Nay got 'em trapped in a cul de sac
Protect your mandem or they can hold this maaaa...
Pussy. what’d you mean?
Real bad boy I’m from Barking, Barking...
Real bad boy I stay barking green
Real bad girl she calling me and real bad girl she roll for me
Dunno for her talking too much but
Poke out your back and you can hold this...

There's no time to be indecisive
When you gotta grab it and tuck it and hide it
Then you gotta look left right for a porky
Heart jump out when you hear them sirens

Paranoia so violent
Looking over shoulders
Cah’ it feels too quiet
Is it fireworks or firearms firing?
Struggle to close these eyelids
When you work hard it's tiring

No manager
No major labels
Still put racks on tha rassclaat table
Young visionary from birth
I put in this work
Now I'm feeling able
Business boomin'
Trappin’ scheming
I was outside wit tha demons
Plotting planning
Make it happen
Now I got suttin to believe in

Yeah, there's no time to be indecisive
Been ten years I ain't used my eyelids
No papers, tryna keep my licence
Blackhorse Road mans sliding
Cutting through ends like a BA pilot
Head sky high tryna hear them sirens
Real bad boy so I move in silence

Gimme the light like Sean Paul
Word on the street that we made man flee
Had man doing up laps with their logos on
Like a F1 team
Young black yute from Stow - also known as E17
Came thru with the clique looking so nice and they ask how the CREC always look so clean?
Linked with Karim now we run the East sides all the way down to Barking
Smoking bud on the GOBLIN line while I'm sipping on a Rubicon sparkling
Same old shit in the ends
Money still low but we slide inna Benz
Don't come back these sides or else g
Boz might haffi grab his boots from Chelsea...

There's no time to be indecisive
When you gotta grab it and tuck it and hide it
Then you gotta look left right for a porky
Heart jump out when you hear them sirens

Paranoia so violent
Looking over shoulders
Cah' it feels too quiet
Is it fireworks or firearms firing?
Struggle to close these eyelids
When you work hard it's tiring

No manager
No major labels
Still put racks on tha rassclaat table
Young visionary from birth
I put in this work
Now I'm feeling able
Business boomin'
Trappin' scheming
I was outside wit tha demons
Plotting planning
Make it happen
Now I got suttin to believe in