Mad About Bars HoF Edition (Explicit) - Headie One/Mixtape Madness/Kenny Allstar

Lyrics by：Headie One/Kenny Allstar/Mixtape Madness

Arranged by：M1OnTheBeat

You see not everyone makes it to the hall of fame

Fame fame

Yeah we can all talk about numbers all day

But sometimes you really gotta ask yourself

Has your favourite rapper really changed the game

Headie one it's that time again

Yo

Mad about bars for old times sake

Have you ever had to phone up bro like

Have you got a Pyrex spare

It's music and road and

I'm neither here or there

I'm sitting on Martin's

Chair just feelin' like life ain't fair

This trap phone flyin' it's 5am

I could never give Ryan air

I wrote Golden Boot in the bando

I had to do Christmas wrappin'

I didn't get no present

Judge just slapped man peel back plastic

Imagine me not drillin' and trappin'

But goin' mainstream livin' it backwards

I ain't still going through the ends

Would have been another virgin goin' Atlantic

They was flaming hot

Still let them smoke on the stairway

'Cah all the crack smoke in the bando

Weren't really good for the British Airways

And we don't televise works

We just let them run with the hearsay

You been sat on the net like a plum

Got caught in the flesh

Now it's all gone pear-shaped

Me I worked arms and I made 'em do leg day

Me I done O-way and I done M-way

Shh got bined in the field back

01 and I ain't seen them since Kimpembe

Six years in if you're wonderin'

How I caused class A and temporary

I still don't lie to the Gen Z

Gas at the works like Alhan Gençay

Unpause on jail until we done Pressplay

Mad about bars with Mixtape Madness

Second day home that's when I linked Kenny

He ended up hostin' drillers and trappers

Really went mainstream keepin' up badness

Now it's six figures in taxes yo

Abz said spin that coupe

True half of the time we just spin that atlas

Had a mash in the passy

Get the ding-dong heated seats

Nobody in the gang can sleep

When we're out tryna get us a GBG

Wintertime it's demon time

Gunpowder in the air like BB

Black on black crime

Till you're bein' nominated for a BET

Why they always tryna draw me out

I been tryna tell them leave me be

Had me out there tryna make

The corn eject do it like a DVD

I been on the wing eatin' quiche

From the servery hat to the Burberry hat

Come home and I taught myself how to whip

I could have burnt that crack

Have you ever had so much beef

You don't know who's tryna pull up

The Mali's active it's likely them

Now we're tryna do Mukhtar and Abdullah

It's the early mornin' the young

Boys out with the hoover

They're playin' soccer in the AM

They're comin' like Jimmy Bullard

I'm feelin' like prime Barcelona

All these boots in the field

Who put the World Cup in Doha

Come a long way from two on a daughter

Too much drills got used to the sauna

Too much spilled got used to the water

Too much blood got used to this

I know gotta say that I got used to this

I don't say that I got used to this

I got used to this

Mhm

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