You gotta have money on your oyster If you're trying to move, But your stuck in what you do, It's cause you don't have, money on your oyster Your sitting at the bustop, Waiting till your luck drops, Think you should put money on your oyster The barriers are shut, You aint gettin on that bus, Man you should have put money on your oyster I say you head to the offliscence, Top your card with a little change.
Verse 1
You should have put dough on your card, Thinking you were gonna get picked from jar, Got your licence aint got a car, So with the bars it won't be a walk in the park
1000 gigs, look at that, oi 2000 kanos, Look at that see not one of them big, You can't lie to the game cah the industry knows what that is, I was travelling free, growing up gradually,
Indie cah no bodies managing me, Moved out mummy was hassling me, Turn back that's like a bag of defeat,
I'm never defeated I am elite, On my now got my eye on my pee, Care about me in what way? When it's time to go it me dying with me
Look at that see not one of them grieve, So I invest in myself, Don't smoke or drink, invest in my health, So, you can say that I invest in my wealth, Destined for great things, I break in if the scene won't tell D won't fail it's cah they love me up in tfl
Chorus
Verse 2
Put a score on the card, Then took a bus to the core of the scene Started spitting bout "more than a queen" Then I noticed the tube weren't waiting for me Then I noticed what appears blatant to me Might not be that clear to them eedyats, There in the music scene cah they got kicked out by most or their teachers
All I hear is talk about blowing But their card aint showing "I'm under 16 I'm under 16" But the bus aint going
Claim your sick but you aint equipped And I don't mean u should get equipped with a stick I mean you write bars I'm dealing with a hit So yeah you spit but I'm classed as an artist
Yeah I move about underground, Circulate and rep london town From north to south I spread the sound,
I reach centre, give me the crown Started my journey, I'm on my way to the top of the scene I love the city But imam need the whole of the uk routing for me
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You gotta have money on your oyster If you're trying to move, But your stuck in what you do, It's cause you don't have, money on your oyster Your sitting at the bustop, Waiting till your luck drops, Think you should put money on your oyster The barriers are shut, You aint gettin on that bus, Man you should have put money on your oyster I say you head to the offliscence, Top your card with a little change.
Verse 1
You should have put dough on your card, Thinking you were gonna get picked from jar, Got your licence aint got a car, So with the bars it won't be a walk in the park
1000 gigs, look at that, oi 2000 kanos, Look at that see not one of them big, You can't lie to the game cah the industry knows what that is, I was travelling free, growing up gradually,
Indie cah no bodies managing me, Moved out mummy was hassling me, Turn back that's like a bag of defeat,
I'm never defeated I am elite, On my now got my eye on my pee, Care about me in what way? When it's time to go it me dying with me
Look at that see not one of them grieve, So I invest in myself, Don't smoke or drink, invest in my health, So, you can say that I invest in my wealth, Destined for great things, I break in if the scene won't tell D won't fail it's cah they love me up in tfl
Chorus
Verse 2
Put a score on the card, Then took a bus to the core of the scene Started spitting bout "more than a queen" Then I noticed the tube weren't waiting for me Then I noticed what appears blatant to me Might not be that clear to them eedyats, There in the music scene cah they got kicked out by most or their teachers
All I hear is talk about blowing But their card aint showing "I'm under 16 I'm under 16" But the bus aint going
Claim your sick but you aint equipped And I don't mean u should get equipped with a stick I mean you write bars I'm dealing with a hit So yeah you spit but I'm classed as an artist
Yeah I move about underground, Circulate and rep london town From north to south I spread the sound,
I reach centre, give me the crown Started my journey, I'm on my way to the top of the scene I love the city But imam need the whole of the uk routing for me
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