text: Nah I dont need no wifey
  Moretime I lay low but these women they try to find me
  Hit me with texts on my phone like boy, I see youve changed, you went from everybodys fav to paving your own way
  Im on my own ting, smoking dolja thinking bout my old ting
  Should take a trip to Woolwich, might just see her round the way but Im stubborn
  Know that brudda took my place, I dont mind, I cant judge him
  Cause lately I been going through it
  Took a break from the music, I had to watch their movements
  And still I dont feel competition, like, what they doing?
  Cepheece told me I dont rap with any passion now
  Yeah, I guess she feels I got complacent
  Told her its hard when you got nothing else to rap about
  But these women & our lost communication
  Its all crazy
  Taking Ls on a daily, convert that shit to wins
  Im Steph Curry with the flavours
  Sending risky texts got my iphone moving dangerous
  Niggas wanna be me, man, they hopping on the wave quick
  Gyaldem love the music, me and drizzy on their playlist
  Its that summer 16, FTG, theyre so impatient
  She dont understand the wave but she like it
  Could never link her in public we slide in private
  But these women they think they know tings, trust me I always notice
  Most these accusations fake, wont go unnoticed
  Adidas sliders dont need no gucci
  I need a baddie, real bad like Karrueche
  We can swerve through the ends, girl you know that uber roomy
  You can bring your bestfriend, 3s a crowd, well make a movie
  And you still the main attraction
  Link you in a tracky, girl you swear that shits attractive
  Like to dress up most days, girl you know my lifestyle flashy
  And I swear Im hella faded, smoking plenty of the ammi
  Still thinking bout the worst days
  But believe me I remember all our first days
  Kept it to ourselves, use to see you every Wednesday
  But girl you went and changed up on a nigga in the worst way
  And I cant look at you the same
  I use to say your name with pride, now I just say your name in vain
  Look what you done now
  Rolling with winners, I need to blow now
  The scene needs change and Im the one who got the dough now
  Dont ever question the know how
  Im Mr. make a banger, now they bang me on the low now
  They hit me on the radio, Maria doing numbers
  Its a shame the inspiration couldnt be the one to function
  We cant work no more
  Pressure all on my shoulders, they want that work some more Im doing features these days
  Its hard to find the right balance, they all got needs these days
  I swear Im coping
  3 shots of henny and now she open
  And I swear I need my space
  I just tun up in the studio, dem man tun up in the raves
  We dont relate
  London to Connecticut, I swear the mandem play me
  That boy Josif been too wavey, link up pending, things been crazy
  Swear my feelings are incontrollable
  Im anti-social, man I never been so sociable
  Yeah, and they just tell me that Ive changed
  I swear that they would feel the same if we both shared the same brain... man she the prototype