Handsome

Hey, yo it's Heavy Poppa AKA Heavy Duty
Don't hide the beauty
Representing Kanka always
Top militarian, the Jamba boys
The goal is to touch your soul
Everywhere I go I make it warm
I'll never inform but I'm fully on form
I'll bring the fire, Stormzy bring the storm

Yeah, flavour
Flavour

First things first, I'm a real G
How's a tweet on Twitter gonna kill me?
If I ain't the GOAT then I will be
They know this so they 7-figure deal me
Oh, do you feel me? Facts, what I'm still on
And I still got racks, I'm a real don

And we used to bang your shit
Now you're album, it's just something that we built on
I look around and there ain't no love now
Scream, "Fuck them all", I'm on crud now
Wanna call me bro like we're blood now
Want to cap only it's all mud now

Like, I still start on a bruddah while you're there with your bros
All the big boys sat and make you tear for your clothes
See the fear in your eyes, man are scared of the flows
Still man of the year, five years in a row, I

Still don't do police
Cah they act like they care when they do the least and
Every time I drop a new release
Gyallie pull up to my door like I'm Uber Eats, I flex
I let fool boy do the deets when on tour and I do the streets
It's all calm 'til you're caught on the rope with your stupid tweets
And then you act like you're new to beef, I thought I told you I'm

Young, black, fly and handsome
Bun down the rave like I'm Rachael Anson
Young, black, fly and handsome
Bun down the rave like I'm Rachael Anson
Young, black, fly and handsome
Bun down the rave like I'm Rachael Anson
Young, black, fly and handsome
Bun down the rave like I'm Rachael Anson

It's like I'm young, black, fly and handsome
Bun down the rave like I'm Rachael Anson
Peng tings wanna hold me at ransom
I go booth and make an anthem
I just drop the heat and do tour
From Amsterdam to New York
You won't bust a gun, you a dork
Go suck ya mum through a straw

Aight, calm down, don't get defensive
Oh this flow is so expensive
I can't let you niggas rate this
They shall try and reinvent this
They shall try and they will fail
All my Gs, they buy and sell
Rudeboy, I should be in jail
For these riddims that I pushed on my clientele

Alright look, I'm young, black, fly and cool
Think that's how got by in school
Man get booked, start buying jewels
Then man get shook, start buying tools
Ah man, you bunch of lying fools
Rudeboy, diss me if you dare
Then she whispered in my ear, said
"Gunshot Mike, we've missed you bare"

It's like I'm young, black, fly and handsome
Bun down the rave like I'm Rachael Anson
Young, black, fly and handsome
Bun down the rave like I'm Rachael Anson
Young, black, fly and handsome
Bun down the rave like I'm Rachael Anson
Young, black, fly and handsome
Bun down the rave like I'm Rachael Anson



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Ebenazer Kwadjo Omari Owuo Junior, Tyler Williams, Frank Dukes, Brandon Perry
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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