Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Step 20 , by - Wiley. Release date: 24.12.2015
Song language: English
Step 20 |
| Eskiboy |
| Step 20 |
| Hold tight Rude Kid |
| You dun know |
| It’s all fun and games 'til |
| Volume 3 |
| Yo |
| Step 20 — the last of many |
| The last one you saw who came from a penny |
| The last one to kill the game with a hit |
| The first one to spray the mic when I’m ready |
| If it ain’t about right, I gotta turn left |
| You’re the king of what? |
| I’m the last one left |
| Even if it went another 20 years |
| The legacy I’ve left may as well have put an S on my chest |
| I’m rollin' around like a spirit that’s free |
| 20 years on, still a lyrical G |
| Refuse to work for the minimal P |
| 'cause I know the path to the wickedest P |
| Step up actin' uncivil and see |
| If I don’t show you the uncivil in me |
| But I got a future — clear blue sea |
| You got your face in your book |
| I got my book in your face |
| I got a place for the eighths and the hooks |
| And the sixteenths thirty-two, sixty-four |
| Spray 60 and I spray 60 more |
| I’m in MySpace chillin' on UStream vloggin' |
| Man are on Twitter chattin' shit about robbin' |
| Click Google Chrome — YouTube |
| Now I’m noddin' to fresh R&B and Hip-Hop like Robin |
| Gal be like «Oh gosh, William’s cool» |
| Dons are like «I went to William’s school» |
| In life had a million falls |
| But I came back sprayin' at a million fools |
| No luck in the land of the lazy |
| They should know I am not silly I’m cool |
| If you learned in a Grime School of Excellence |
| You went to a brilliant school |
| Lost in the midst of the fame but I know I’m gonna make more hits in the game |
| though |
| Friends tell me to chill 'cause I’m good — hear 'em |
| But I take a bullet for the hood see I do mean well even if I done wrong |
| You wanna know me I put my life in a song |
| Bein' on the main stage is the vibe that I’m on |
| I gotta take care of family and don |
| So let’s move on |
| Thank all the DJs |
| For all the radio airplay |
| We’re on the airwaves |
| Gettin' played on a regular basis |
| We set the pace, leave regular traces of greatness |
| We inspired a whole nation |
| Now we’re takin' 'em back to basics |
| You wanna know who I rep for? |
| That’s Roll Deep, Boy Better Know, and the A-List |
| It’s why I live life to the fullest |
| Me and my three teams are the coldest |
| Passport rinse ever since what’d you call it? |
| Simple — that’s what you call it |
| Opinions — they can have a back seat |
| I’ll be glad to leave 'em in a taxi |
| I work hard — that’s why I ball out |
| Bikes and chains, the lot, I’ll bring 'em all out |
| You see the smiling, that explains yappin' |
| Hand in the air 'cause a jaw keeps clappin' |
| I’m in a dance and that’s what keeps happenin' |
| Man are tryna chew off my ear, caption |
| One tune got me ready for the hype though |
| When I skank out gal are sayin' I’m a psycho |
| One foot skank like a Rastaman |
| I eat well, I’m a chicken and pasta man |
| I like rice, Basmati |
| I live life, I’m quite happy |
| I got kids that don’t need nappies |
| Want the new Focal SM9, sell the Mackys |
| I got too many black Nike trackies |
| Won’t let it out 'til it’s done like Dappy |
| Born to be a perfectionist |
| I was born, I was raised, I was meant for this |
| I’m gone, I’m faded |
| I feel better in life 'cause I’ve made it |
| I got a GTV and I’m pacin' |
| 'bout 50 ladies I’m chasin' |
| I’m gone, I’m wasted |
| Peach Ciroc got my heart racin' |
| She’s askin' me who I’m datin' |
| I’m just lookin' around and I’m takin' |
| Got 10s, they special |
| Much hotter than water from a kettle |
| I’m boilin' out and that’s natural |
| Anybody hatin' they can all settle |
| I’m flyin', I’m floatin' |
| Got money for life I’m not jokin' |
| Got money for life I’m not jokin' |
| Yeah |
| Eskiboy |
| Step 1 — 20 complete |
| Hold tight my fam-o |
| Roll Deep, Boy Better Know, A-List |
| (I'm tellin' you) |