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Swifta Productions (Yo, yo)

And it′s the modern day mafia, shutting down the scene

Pullin' up with some of the baddest you′ve ever seen

And they don't want it with us, they just wanna be part of the team

'Cause we move kilos, kilos, we move keys

High profile we never be low-key

Built from the ground, we grew from an oz

Kilos, kilos, we move keys

I said kilos, kilos, we move keys

I thought I′d hit ′em with something a little different

I don't need your contacts cause I got 20/20 vision

If I put the money down it means you deffo going missin′

Come a long way from stood whipping in the kitchen

Now I'm starting something different

Bad is in the passé

And I was on the road hoping to turn into a nacky

When I, went through the door felt like my city didn′t back me

Now I see the younger niggas coming up and I'm just clapping

′Cah you got to pree the pattern

Took off the door put it on the map

Come back then I passed the baton

What they sayin' now doesn't matter

′Cause I went clear back in ′015 so I don't watch the chitter-chatter

Now I feel like an El Chapo

Sittin′ in my cell raggo

When it gets to twelve I know I'm about to bail

Even though I′m sat in jail I still got the yay for sale

I don't know about the news ′cause I don't watch the Daily Mail

Check this one, I got the B Malone face put in the bustah

I'm Escobar just to set the pace

We used to pour the brandy on the road to wash away the pain

But I′ve stopped crying for my cuzzy cause he′s in a better place

Tell 'em, I want it bank transfer when they payin′

'Cause I′m sick of all these stacks just sittin' in the safe

They′ll have to bring the chopper out if I decide to take chase

Cause I'm in supercars now and nobody can relate

And it's the modern day mafia, shutting down the scene

Pullin′ up with some of the baddest you′ve ever seen

And they don't want it with us, they just wanna be part of the team

′Cause we move kilos, kilos, we move keys

High profile we never be low-key

Built from the ground, we grew from an oz

Kilos, kilos, we move keys

I said kilos, kilos, we move keys

You know I get it how I get it, nothing more to be said

Turn into a young boss I'm doing more for the bread

More money more fame, it′s just more on my head

And I'm hungry so you better put more on the cheque

Realest rapper in the game someone tell me otherwise

Never spat a lie, don′t compare me to no other guys

They ain't got a vision man are blind is like they shut they eyes

Gotta play position in this life and then you up ya price

I'm just tryna drop a couple gems

Had to grow a pair of balls and go drop a couple friends

I swear to God everybody loves you at the start

But we′ll see how many people really love you in the end

Cause they see eatin′, get jealous and wanna turn their back

Fuck 'em then it′s nuttin', leave the bridge and get to burning that

Got ′em stressing they hate me because I'm earning cash

Little pussy-holes make me laugh they come like burning mac

Step with some bullets from the city full of cranks

You know all the bad bitches are fucking with the Manc

Man are flappy with the hand

Think they′re badder with a shank

Had to smoke another spliff

Then I bus' another skank

Clique full of hits watch one and make it bang

In my whip with a chick got my dick up in her plans but

She can't be bae

Not a chance, not a way

That Aitch gonna stay

Sorry, what can I say?

And it′s the modern day mafia, shutting down the scene

Pullin′ up with some of the baddest you've ever seen

And they don′t want it with us, they just wanna be part of the team

'Cause we move kilos, kilos, we move keys

High profile we never be low-key

Built from the ground, we grew from an oz

Kilos, kilos, we move keys

I said kilos, kilos, we move keys

I′m like a drug lord, sitting with the plug talking money

The way that I'm bringing all of this clothing into the country

Wanna see the back of the lorry filled to the top

With a little B. Malone stamp sitting on each box

I got the cuff-links, waist-coat dickie bow-tie

I′m in a three piece suit looking like a Frank White

I take a bus through the mountains to the factory

And I still represent the 6-1 that's the gang sign

And it's the modern day mafia, shutting down the scene

Pullin′ up with some of the baddest you′ve ever seen

And they don't want it with us, they just wanna be part of the team

′Cause we move kilos, kilos, we move keys

High profile we never be low-key

Built from the ground, we grew from an oz

Kilos, kilos, we move keys

I said kilos, kilos, we move keys

And it's the modern day mafia, shutting down the scene

Pullin′ up with some of the baddest you've ever seen

And they don′t want it with us, they just wanna be part of the team

'Cause we move kilos, kilos, we move keys

High profile we never be low-key

Built from the ground, we grew from an oz

Kilos, kilos, we move keys

I said kilos, kilos, we move keys