You Can’t Afford To Build

[Intro:]
I didn't even want to go too ham
But you man are just talking too much trash
Talking about money, you man have got shopping money
You go every month and you buy your little shoes, your little nice tops
But you're putting it in some deadout yard, they're the kinds that'll probably pay for, something like that
You man are little fish
And when the game's done, what then? No investments
Manna's investment, manaman a big boy in this ting, yes

[Verse:]
I spent 70 bags in 2 months on 2 projects, and these little fish are boasting about their closet
That they built up in a couple years of shoppin'
My team are straight gwoppin', when your team are house hopping
BMs to mums, and any chick that you're knocking
You think man in your team, that is gwoppin', and he's probably worth 70 bags table topping
Including his car and his watches, probably rents an apartment by the docklands
Well done, that's good for him
But what happens when your link dies, or you get nicked?
Your money dries and you move out the crib
Your reply is, "I get another link"
This is how you new money dons think, 'cause you're getting money now you get excited
You're looking at your money, you want to spend it quick
Lack of experience, you little fish
Your life's like a yo-yo
One year whips cold, you cop mad clothes
Next year, your moneys low and you got dumb clothes
Year after, you got clothes but your real money's a no show
Sold whip, sold watch, now you got to be up for the blow blow
New link, 'cause your old one thinks that you're a no show
You got food, nothings smooth, so things don't flow cold
Your income's moving slow-mo so you dip in your [?]
Next thing your [?] is mad low
See how your life's gone from sky high to mad low
And experienced P man would have bought two normal boats
One for rent, one to live, so he never sinks, he just calmly floats
You man don't build, you just gloat
Us man just build, so when we hit rocks, it rocks the boat
You man hit rocks, and us man dash you afloat
You man are priests, you're under man, 'cause I'm the Pope

[Outro:]
Yeah, you listened to that yeah? You heard that?
I'm on building innit, you man are on stunting and you're still not even at mans level
It's crazy, like if I was on what you lot are on, I'd put you man in rehab
You man would be friggin', upset
Hold tight the man that know what I'm on innit, hold tight the real money man
'Cause you man wouldn't even know me if I weren't rapping innit, I'd just be one of those real quiet money man
Hold tight my don Jasper