My G

[Hook]
This is the final leg, my G
Are we still alive or dead, my G?
This fire is gonna spread, my G
You're gonna need your bed, my G
It's shot like copper and lead, my G
I ain't got time for a beg, my G
Real, I'm not a bootleg, my G
Bun what who and who says, my G, yeah

[Verse 1]
It's all popping
Cuh I'm that guy but them other man are nothing
Don't wanna see me dropping cuh Pops ain't stopping
If they bring a bit in, then I'll bring a lot in
Got a brand new pattern like I just went shopping
But I never got any of my pot from shotting
Coco came to clean up the game
Like I bought the dustpan, the brush and the mop in
Really going in, my ting ain't flopping
Cutting man out like I'm about this cropping
Anybody thinking I'm a one-hit wonder
I'm telling 'em "oi" cuh I've got more fire dropping
Heard my ting on the radio booming
No airtime for you, ain't that shocking?
You and your crew are on a joke ting
But I'm tryna hang up plaques like a Christmas stocking

[Hook]
This is the final leg, my G
Are we still alive or dead, my G?
This fire is gonna spread, my G
You're gonna need your bed, my G
It's shot like copper and lead, my G
I ain't got time for a beg, my G
Real, I'm not a bootleg, my G
Bun what who and who says, my G, yeah

[Verse 2]
More time, no, sometimes, yes
Keeping it real for the blogs and press
I strap big bars in my yard in North
Then I go and make another anthem in West
If you're rating mandem, big up your chest
But you can't try take my styley, that's theft
Authentic Sheff born and bred
No sound man can't test
Right now, man's blessed, minimal stress
Big man ting, I don't know about presh
On a plane to Jamaica, we show progress
With the great service from the air hostess
When I touch down, I'mma smoke bare cess
And we gotta holla Claire cuh Claire knows best
Dun know that we haffi give thanks fi life
And we're grateful for every last breath

[Hook]
This is the final leg, my G
Are we still alive or dead, my G?
This fire is gonna spread, my G
You're gonna need your bed, my G
It's shot like copper and lead, my G
I ain't got time for a beg, my G
Real, I'm not a bootleg, my G
Bun what who and who says, my G, yeah

[Bridge]
Big, fat and heavy, and that's the way we like it
Just for yo pleasure, no pressure
Down to your molecule under your skin
And all dem way dere

[Verse 3]
You ain't ever getting what I getting when I came, we are not the same
Nah, it's not a game, what a shame, now I'm in the frame
I am not your claiming to fame, money on the brain
And I've got the fire for the flame, what you gonna gain
If you say my name, say my name, go against the grain?
Donny, you're a side, I'm a main, get back in your lane
And you can't write or play with these flows like me
Bring flavour or shut down shows like me
Back to base
First beat I made, gave that to Case
It's all bullshit, you haven't got a fact to spray
Why does you flow sound dead like you passed away?
I spray a likkle bit of spice from aftershave
And now I'm feeling myself like I masturbate
Just know your skin, it ain't that today
BRB, I've got another track to make

[Hook] x2
This is the final leg, my G
Are we still alive or dead, my G?
This fire is gonna spread, my G
You're gonna need your bed, my G
It's shot like copper and lead, my G
I ain't got time for a beg, my G
Real, I'm not a bootleg, my G
Bun what who and who says, my G, yeah