Amsterdam - Wiley

Thought they had flows but they didn’t

Man like to run up their mouth on the riddim

There’s always someone giving it the biggun

Sayin' that it is that when I know it isn’t

No, it isn’t, that’s why the game’s open, I ain’t loafing

Got it in motion, thought I was over it

But I was ghostin', in my own bubble

But I never stray away from bars, I stay floating

I just stroll in, still rolling

Deep waters, catch him and hold him

I’m a librarian like Logan

And if I ain’t got it, I can phone him

It won’t work if it ain’t real, I know the deal

People talk trash and the trash looks real

If you don’t read in between the lines

You get lost out here in the field

Sorry, that’s real, unnu fi jus' sekkle and chill

I was real back then and today I’m still Will

I still will

I still spray 'cause I love it

And I won’t regret it 'cause I’ve done it

Thought they had flows but they didn’t

Man like to run up their mouth on the riddim

There’s always someone giving it the biggun

Sayin' that it is that when I know it isn’t

It ain’t never been that (Never)

Them man are talking rubbish

Not one of us has ever been trash

Better than okay, man have been putting in the O. T

Just like Devlin’s camp

But the level them man there ain’t levelling fam

And they think that they’re sick

Ralph Hardy-ha, them man ain’t never been nang (Wow)

Pushed up the bar bare times

You could think that manaman’s wham (Wow)

When I roll deep, roll deep with the crew

And the Wing and fam (Wow)

I’m one of the best ones

Who go on a next block just like spam

Straight from the desktop

Right through your headtop, just like flan

Thought they had flows but they didn’t

Man like to run up their mouth on the riddim

There’s always someone giving it the biggun

Sayin' that it is that when I know it isn’t

Think they’ve got style, think they’ve got flows

None of them can’t test my bros (Can't test)

Ain’t dun a boy’s dance for a while

Ain’t no skin off my nose

My flow’s sick, my flow’s vile

Spit dark like I’m bringing up bile

Skinning up teeth but I still don’t smile

When I’m spinning through beats, I’m foul

And I had a little time off (Time off)

They’re still ringing my line off (Line off)

I’m a boss like Bison, not Guile (Sonic Boom)

You can’t take my shine off

Seems you’re a mile off

So I’m ringing the 9 off (Brr)

Taking them out of the game

Better still, sign off

Thought they had flows but they didn’t

Man like to run up their mouth on the riddim

There’s always someone giving it the biggun

Sayin' that it is that when I know it isn’t

You ain’t no saint, stop saying it is that when it ain’t

It’s written in biro, it’s written in paint

Everyday’s like training day

So you gotta concentrate

It’s bait

Real talk, you’re moving fake

Training with the best trainers

16 take off your head clean like fresh trainers

Choke man out like Nate

It’s a 16, not an 8

You’re the type to see someone famous and faint

The type to go jail and hang yourself with your own lace

Them man are jokers, turn two faced

I got something that will put you in your place

It ain’t the same

When you’re living with anger, living with pain

Thought they had flows but they didn’t

Man like to run up their mouth on the riddim

There’s always someone giving it the biggun

Sayin' that it is that when I know it isn’t