Lyrics to Big Michael
Ayy yo, Stormzy, G, I beg you, G, release music fam'
’Cause you know what? It's gettin' me so mad, fam
I heard a song by you, fuckin pussy hole
Release some fuckin’ music, man, dickhead
Big Michael
And it's like
Said I went mainstream, suck your mom (Mom, mom)
Not top two, top one (Top one, top one, top one)
Y'all must have thought I was dumb
What the fuck have you 'lot done? (Oh my days, oh my days)
Shellin's, I made juice, life gave me lemons
You little fuckboys do my head in
Henry the 8th, behead 'em, 'head 'em, ’head ’em
Can't tell where I’m headin' (No)
Could be Glasto', could be Reading (Yes)
I was in the field like Beding (Beding)
Dead 'em, dead ’em, dead 'em
Big Mike, I'm handlin' my weight
Big Mike, I'm standin' with the Greats
One week it's Blinded By Your Grace
Next week it's bang you in your face
Oh, God, they love to wind me up
Go one by one, I line 'em up
Oh, you think you're back? Come try your luck
Big Michael's back, your time is up
Alright, check this
Michael told me 'bout strips and five's
I was in my push-back, whips and drives
Man wanna diss and text in private
Them man are cool, but the rest not nice
I'm not scared of lions, bears or lion bares
Them feds won't find us
Man's not scared of crips and spiders
Think man's scared of sex and cyphers (What?)
What you talkin' about? I'm skilled (I'm skilled)
What you talkin' about? I'm real (I'm real)
Put a fork in your mouth, I'm thrill (Too thrill)
Big Mike bought a house in the hill (Right there)
No, I'm never in the trap, and I'm never with the strap
And your nigga ain't out on the field (No way)
They say I'm on this and they say I'm on that
What are you talkin' 'bout, I'm build from the ground up
Put your arms down, put your crown up
You came a long way from playin' Counter
You got your motivator all rounded up
And the kettle cost thirty bof, that's why they givin' me dirty looks
I don't do it for the 'Gram, but I do it for my fam'
And I do it for the Merky boys, 'cause we're still takin' up space
I told my niggas rise up
Guess we're just a bunch of young kings
We made our city light up
I turn my city right up
Big Michael's back, your time's up
Big Michael's back, your time's up
Big Michael's back, your time's up
Easy
’Cause you know what? It's gettin' me so mad, fam
I heard a song by you, fuckin pussy hole
Release some fuckin’ music, man, dickhead
Big Michael
And it's like
Said I went mainstream, suck your mom (Mom, mom)
Not top two, top one (Top one, top one, top one)
Y'all must have thought I was dumb
What the fuck have you 'lot done? (Oh my days, oh my days)
Shellin's, I made juice, life gave me lemons
You little fuckboys do my head in
Henry the 8th, behead 'em, 'head 'em, ’head ’em
Can't tell where I’m headin' (No)
Could be Glasto', could be Reading (Yes)
I was in the field like Beding (Beding)
Dead 'em, dead ’em, dead 'em
Big Mike, I'm handlin' my weight
Big Mike, I'm standin' with the Greats
One week it's Blinded By Your Grace
Next week it's bang you in your face
Oh, God, they love to wind me up
Go one by one, I line 'em up
Oh, you think you're back? Come try your luck
Big Michael's back, your time is up
Alright, check this
Michael told me 'bout strips and five's
I was in my push-back, whips and drives
Man wanna diss and text in private
Them man are cool, but the rest not nice
I'm not scared of lions, bears or lion bares
Them feds won't find us
Man's not scared of crips and spiders
Think man's scared of sex and cyphers (What?)
What you talkin' about? I'm skilled (I'm skilled)
What you talkin' about? I'm real (I'm real)
Put a fork in your mouth, I'm thrill (Too thrill)
Big Mike bought a house in the hill (Right there)
No, I'm never in the trap, and I'm never with the strap
And your nigga ain't out on the field (No way)
They say I'm on this and they say I'm on that
What are you talkin' 'bout, I'm build from the ground up
Put your arms down, put your crown up
You came a long way from playin' Counter
You got your motivator all rounded up
And the kettle cost thirty bof, that's why they givin' me dirty looks
I don't do it for the 'Gram, but I do it for my fam'
And I do it for the Merky boys, 'cause we're still takin' up space
I told my niggas rise up
Guess we're just a bunch of young kings
We made our city light up
I turn my city right up
Big Michael's back, your time's up
Big Michael's back, your time's up
Big Michael's back, your time's up
Easy
