In Traffic - Mik

All my flows, I spit them perfectly

Word, all the roadman wanna murder me

Wanna turn my white top burgundy

So I holla at guys down Bermondy

Get a 45 and a 38

When I see these youts, I’mma take them nursery

Yeah, the right eye’s lazy

That just means more holes for your Burberry

Face all surgery

I took man’s ear off, then I put it in the loft

No wonder man ain’t heard of me

I’ve been doing this ting from early, B

Go and ask Shifman, Merky and T

Ego, Complex and P-A-B

See, see

Deep in the game like bloodclart EAB

Who wants it?

No one, cool

Who wants it?

No one, cool

Who wants it?

No one, cool

Don’t be a fool, don’t be a fool

Who wants it?

No one, cool

Who wants it?

No one, cool

Who wants it?

No one, cool

Don’t be a fool, don’t be a fool

Switch the flow cause man ah man’s M-A-D

I get down in the west end town

Where the girls get busy, real talk, I’m B-A-D

No lie when I say I’m B-A-D

Right now, I’m out for the dough

In other words, yeah, I’m getting mad P-A-D

Drop an I right after the A

Then you’ll see what I’m bloodclart saying, G

I send MCs straight to their maker

Five minutes after flying through A&E

What you saying, M?

Not much, I

Just wanna get paid like Jay-Z

Know I keep it cool like AC

Got a badboy team like AC

Come holla at me with the ID

HSBC, AC

Who wants it?

No one, cool

Who wants it?

No one, cool

Who wants it?

No one, cool

Don’t be a fool, don’t be a fool

Who wants it?

No one, cool

Who wants it?

No one, cool

Who wants it?

No one, cool

Don’t be a fool, don’t be a fool

Yo

Turn a man ghost like Patrick Swayze

Wifey wants another mixed-race baby

Told her no if, buts or maybes

Trust me when I say it drives me crazy

That’s why I’m screaming fuck you, pay me

Promoters holla at me, true say

I’ve been putting out bare mad singles lately

Back then, I used to jam with Hailey

Getting mad brain in the sun daily

Got wiser, then I moved to Katie

Christian tings thought God could save me

But I’m on the field all day putting in mad work

Like say I was stuck in slavery

But it’s all good, like Sunday roast on a Sunday

I make the ting look gravy

Who wants it?

No one, cool

Who wants it?

No one, cool

Who wants it?

No one, cool

Don’t be a fool, don’t be a fool

Who wants it?

No one, cool

Who wants it?

No one, cool

Who wants it?

No one, cool

Don’t be a fool, don’t be a fool