I'm Coming (Tarzan, Pt. 2)

歌詞

They wanna see a lot of me So I hate when I talk to my boy from Penn And he acts like, 'cause, you've forgotten me I ain't got time to shit, let alone come check you blood You know I'm hot property, I got property Right now I'm in Europe Fuckin' up shit more than the economy So when you land you know I got you properly I bring my people through with everythin' I do You reckon me, I fuck with you, aah, aah, aah If you a snitchin' little bitch and you love singin' to the blues What if this song wasn't made for you I'm comin', I'm comin' for you, aah, aah, aah I'm comin', I'm comin' for you Fuck so good, make a bitch wanna fight me Wanna Rolex ring, Wiley, when I was a bum Nobody really liked me, now it's time For someone to go get a new job for Tinie I'm only playin', I'm just sayin' I'ma shit So hard, I'm constipated, overworked, underrated Now my thing poppin' off, no gun relation On my grind everyday, no roller bladin' All eyes on moi, holla, baby, no love for the X On that note, T tell Kelly, I got that motivation Look, I beg someone, try find Max online, let her know I wanna smash her from the back If not Sarah Jane can come give me brain And put them big red lips on my sack Aw, I been killin' it 'cause I've been gettin' bread Hard though, number 1s all day on a chart show So fuck you and your 90 track mix-tape That's a million bars of arsehole My flows are wrecked and it opens legs It's flyer than a motherfuckin' Jumbo Jet What a selfish bastard, no respect You know, Dapps, no regrets I still roll through my hood and wear my chain Fuck a top boy Scorcher and Bashy cant do the same Real recognized, real How many albums have you sold to date I ain't sayin' I'm Wayne Or Kanye But I'm livin' life on a runway If you 9, I'd be like, welcome on board My brother say bye to the gun plain I'm king of the jungle, hard as can be I dare you let your chick party with me I'm Tarzan and I'm hung like a tree Imagine if your newborn Pops out lookin' exactly like moi 'Cause I'm on the tour bus gettin' pampered I heard Simon Cowell thinks I'm a lil' wanker And I'm gettin' on his tits like cancer And I don't wanna start mentionin' names Fuck it, where they all now they're bankrupt Joe Mac Eldry, aw, what a stand up, Alexandra, pull your socks up Where your hits, you ain't no winner I feel bad 'cause your voice is amazin' But your career is gettin' raped by a mason That shit fuckin' upsets me 'cause they don't get me Try bring them near me, comin' around With their hands out, askin' for a handout Aw, that's too political I don't care about a Bentley, Gucci or Fentley Man's livin' in a spaceship, you got clapped by Bang, your girl got magged Bang, by that smooth criminal I'm a product of my environment I ain't sayin' me and you are any different I'm just plannin' an early retirement I don't mind sorry if I sound like Kingston Every man's welcome to fly long distance We be on a beach with weed man Winston? Winston? Psst, I'm the craziest thing out of the United Kingdom I bring my people through anythin' I do You reckon me, I fuck with you, aah, aah If you a snitchin' little bitch and you love singin' to the blues What if this song wasn't made for you, aah, aah, aah I'm comin', I'm comin' for you, aah, aah, aah I'm comin', I'm comin' for you