Lyrics Crack City - Wiley, Scrufizzer, Capo Lee

Crack City

Shystie, you won’t get beside me
Won’t go by or go past me
Don’t put it past me
Blud you will never outlast me
Yo My names Wiley, I’m Grimy
I’m Shystie, won’t get beside me
You won’t go by or go past me
Don’t put it past
Manna too raw like crack cocaine
New whip white like crack cocaine, G
And she got her nails done all white like crack cocaine
It’s the Crack City CEO, cocaine city
I know most of the dons in the whole city
I got two packs here bro, no Biggie
Manna tryna block me here, so silly
When I walk in light that’s a whole milli
I spoke to god and he’s got hope for me
I’m a bad boy round here, no Diddy
I can’t merk every dance but no lizzie
Nobody fool can’t roll with me
'Cos I got a price on my head
But they won’t get a hold of me
I get my point across vocally
I get your point, totally
It’s all money and I hear that
I wear my own route
Out here like most do
Carrying the world on my shoulders
Man gotta grind for a bonus
Wray and Nephew, no Coronas
Black house, headscarf and rollers
Coulda had more
Breaking the law more time in school 'cah I didn’t have focus
Now secure that bag is a motiv
Clean and tidy
Money in the bank, that’s styley
You all chase more than a lighty
Smoke man, go and put that in your diary
Dem man couldn’t stand by me
I stepped in itchin'
Already had packs in the kitchen
Dem man are pressed and glitchin'
Life is a mission
Man gotta mind who you’re dissin'
The mandem press, man missin'
Don’t chat shit I will come to your block with goons
Get left in the sky like moon
I ain’t cleaning it out, I’ll come with a broom
Out late on the strip, they watch cartoons
Man chat shit, I’ll make the ting boom
Mandem say I should stick to the tunes
One day I’m gonna get there soon
Might see me in the studio like Fumez
I’m a Pecknarm soldier
Tryna get money in the ends but I’m out for the cats like Doja
Come a long way from surfing a sofa
Anybody fucking with the gang, over
Draw for the soaker
Brains on the wall like coaster
Then you’re gonna get left twitchin'
Don’t bother go to the feds try snitchin'
Tryna get money in the ends like chi-ching
Gone ghost
Know that I’m working, merking
Not on Instagram twerkin'
Slyly all my old tings are lurkin', hurtin'
Them man are blouse upskirtin'
Sho 'cos I reside by the seaside, rewind
Knew I was gifted from knee-high
See my pattern and style they wan' pre my secret sauce
Them gyal they wan' steal my Sunday creps
check how high heel’s set
It’s my mindset that grabs interest
Way more to a chick than batty and breast
Nonetheless, my ting fresh
Big man, I already earned my respect
Please know I ain’t come to impress
Dust myself off, this life is a test
Life is a test
Nine
I’ma beat this riddim like it owes me change
Old school like Dylan in his Roll Deep days
You can hold this beat you can hold this beige
You can hold these kicks
Riddim on fire like a Maltese chick
Hop out at man like holy shit
When I got the stick like Bo-Peep did
Catch man slippin' on a lonley tip
I’ve been the black sheep in the family for too long
You man are trying to make it right with two wrongs
No late, I was swinging at fights like Wulong
Flow so cold, spittin' that ice I’m Dewgong
Heavyweight bars I’m weighing a few tonne
I smoke Cali and Amsterdam bud
And I ride any riddim to death, a mans crud
My name’s Wiley, Grimy
Shystie, you won’t get beside me
Won’t go by or go past me
Don’t put it past me
Blud you will never outlast me
Yo My names Wiley, I’m Grimy
I’m Shystie, won’t get beside me
You won’t go by or go past me
Don’t put it past