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South South South London's finest
South South South London's finest
Better than man when I ain't even tryin'
Better than man and I ain't even lyin'
Watch me get it in
Straight out of the sack
I got a hotspice sittin' next to me on the couch
Snappy with the kicks
Tracky got them ticks
I like them girls but I'm too young to get hitched still
New to the game
But soon we'll be shinin'
Young star with a future brighter than a diamond
Yemi got them hype beats so who wanna try ting
Takin out the gate cos we're south london's finest
Kicking down the door
Soon gonna be on tour
Bud I ain't got no time to waste so I keep my feet to the floor
It's peak if you see me on four
I'm a big ting your a little rebore
Shoulda known all of this from before
Got punchlines that you can't ignore
Cos I'm
South South South London's finest
South South South London's finest
Better than man when I ain't even tryin'
Better than man and I ain't even lyin'
still
Gettin it in ain't never seen a drought
Cos I don't entertain a word that be exiting their mout
I be going sick
I be going skitz
I'm a bawler shot bawler
Like I play for the nicks
Like I play for united
But I'm on this mic ting
See me on the stage better know it's a hype ting
No whip on the bike ting
Get girls without tryin'
Cos mans got the swag and them hotspices likin
Takin down the gate
Soon gonna be in the range
No matter how hard these mc's try
They're gonna fall down the rates
Cos I'm all day getting them p's
While them mans getting sore dreams
So I ain't got time for games unless it's involving g's
Cos I'm South south south London's finest
South south south London's finest
Better than man when I ain't even tryin
Better than man and I ain't even lyin
I ain't even lyin
I ain't even lyin
I ain't even lyin
I ain't even lyin
I ain't even lyin
I ain't even lyin
Certain time you win
Certain time you lose
I ain't gonna flop
How can I i'm not you
I'll be on this music ting till I'm no longer you
I'ma keep the mumsy nice from this path that I choose
Now I'm aiming for the whips
Aiming for the acres
Sprint through the lane like I'm runnin for Jamaica
I'm gassed up on a wavy vibe
Definitely a crazy hype
Soon gonna see my name surrounded in crazy lights
Because I'm kicking down the door
Soon gonna be on tour
Bud I ain't got no time to waste so I keep my feet to the floor
It's peak if you see me on four
I'm a big ting your a little rebore
Shoulda known all of this from before
Got punchlines that you can't ignore
Cos I'm
South South South London's finest
South South South London's finest
Better than man when I ain't even tryin
Better than man and I ain't even lyin
I ain't even lying
I ain't even lying
I ain't even lying
I ain't even lying
I ain't even lying
I ain't even lying
South South South London's finest
South South South London's finest
South South South London's finest