Swifta Production
Is this a Swifta beat?
Oh yeah
Yeah, I feel like Henry the 8th
No long ting but send me the way
Some show love and the rest of them hate
Some of your ex's slept with your mates, chop
I feel like Henry the 8th
No long ting but send me the way
Some show love and the rest of them hate
No treason and I'm setting it straight, chop
Call me Henry the 8th, I chop
Call me Henry the 8th, I chop
Call me Henry the 8th, I chop
I'm onto the next and then I might stop
Call me Henry the 8th, I chop
Call me Henry the 8th, I chop
Call me Henry the 8th, I chop
I'm onto the next and then I might stop
Now all the white ten pound drawers I crop
If they see my bands, jaws might drop
I've been giving this all I've got
Better watch your back if you're my opp
Wipe the floor with them like you're my mop
Money, threw dirt in an old white sock
Hustle on down, you saw my block
He's a free A-special, four, five glock
I don't need no fake friends, please stop
Think she's down to the end, she's not
Are you gonna sit on the fence or not?
If you see another guy send me the shots
Or send one, gotta send him lots
Man don't care if you benching lots
Hear them coming when the engine starts
I'm a king like Henry was
Yeah man, I feel like Henry the 8th
No long ting but send me the way
Some show love and the rest of them hate
Some of your ex's slept with your mates, chop
I feel like Henry the 8th
No long ting but send me the way
Some show love and the rest of them hate
No treason and I'm setting it straight, chop
Call me Henry the 8th, I chop
Call me Henry the 8th, I chop
Call me Henry the 8th, I chop
I'm onto the next and then I might stop
Call me Henry the 8th, I chop
Call me Henry the 8th, I chop
Call me Henry the 8th, I chop
I'm onto the next and then I might
Then I might, then I might, then I might, then I might chill
Take some time out, better my skill
Throw 'em MCs, get set alight still
All my life, consider I'm real
Raise my flag, can't step on my hill
Find these cuts that'll get on my grill
If I don't buss then the N-Zoo, what
If I don't buss then the N-Zoo will
Man's too real, behind the wheel
Like someone own it, signing the deal
Might cash out when it's time for a meal
Think how you want but fuck how you feel
Out here a man's seen a side to the fill
Inside, look at the sides of the hill
Sides of the empire, rung on the bill
Tie them, keep the past so concealed, man
I'm six foot two not five foot tall
They go to fight to five foot, ooh
Look on man ting like primary school
Feet ain't arc, keep my eyes on the ball
Worked my way up the hierarchy
I've seen it all bruh, the rise and the fall
And it's not offense who I'm gonna call
Balaclava man, I slide for your wall
But I feel like Henry the 8th
No long ting but send me the way
Some show love and the rest of them hate
Some of your ex's slept with your mates, chop
I feel like Henry the 8th
No long ting but send me the way
Some show love and the rest of them hate
No treason man, I'm setting it straight, chop
Call me Henry the 8th, I chop
Call me Henry the 8th, I chop
Call me Henry the 8th, I chop
I'm onto the next and then I might stop
Call me Henry the 8th, I chop
Call me Henry the 8th, I chop
Call me Henry the 8th, I chop
I'm onto the next and then I might, then I might
Chop
Chop
Chop
Onto the next and then I might stop
Holy gun