Playlist Wiley

wiley - bow e3

wiley - can you hear me

wiley - cash in my pocket

wiley - heatwave

wiley - pies

wiley - treddin on thin ice

wiley - wearing my rolex

wiley - wot do u call it

wiley - on a level

wiley - lights on

wiley - reload

wiley - boasty

A-Yo Idris, tell them other gyal na take the piss
When Steffy step out wood a tan up ina dis
Body comfortable an mi physically fit
And mi brown and sweet just like the chocolate
(Yo Wiley) Dem wan' sound like me
And the Dona pussy pretty with di ocra body
Shut down any city with mi bad gyal posse
Every man wan' piece a me
The bottle dem a pop and dem a bun weed
Man wan' whine behind me, me haffi move cah him dusty
I'm looking for a breddah who got hella pounds
079 baby I'ma hand my digits out

Boasty, boasty
Godfather, man a OG
Man a half humble, man a boasty
Fling a ragga riddim like it's 03
(Bidi bang bang)
Boasty house on the coast G
(Bidi bang bang)
My money's so long it doesn't know me
(Bidi bang bang)
It's looking at my kids like I'm boasty
Ayo Sean

Ayy
So when mi spit it pon the riddim every gyal a get with it
Spit it pon the riddim every gyal a get
When mi tip it pon the riddim every gyal a get wid it
Whine up your body and spin in
Girl when you bubble it a trouble
Wan' you give me the suttin'
Now turn it around and bring it
You're pressing it back and a nah nuttin'
You fi push that button
My girl don't bother gwarn timid
Wan' see you bruk out bruk out and fling it
Wan' see your body shaking up to the limit
Wan' see you whyle out to Wiley to S to the P
Stefflon Don and mi don Idris
Is it

Boasty, boasty

I came to wrap it up, do my ting
Sabbie put me on the gram on a remix ting
Hold tight Wiley with the Pacino flow
Godfather Part II call me De Niro (Perfect!)
I came to win, battle me that's a sin
Disrespect man get a slap pon the chin
Man a King me no talk 'bout Larry
Man a big DJ, ask Meghan and Harry
Boast yeah, man a boasty
I make your girl melt like a toasty (Jheez)
I been this way from day
And I write for myself, no ghosty

Me's a boy got money inna bank and
Ready fi roll and blaze up this tank an
Got the girls from Jam 1 to Hong Kong
The girl dem champion in it

Boasty, boasty
Godfather, man a OG
Man a half humble man a boasty
Fling a ragga riddim like it's 03
Boasty, house on the coast G
My money's so long it doesn't know me
It's looking at my kids like I'm boasty
I fly around the world 'cause I'm boasty
Boasty, boasty
Godfather, man a OG
Man a half humble man a boasty
Fling a ragga riddim like it's 03
Boasty, house on the coast G
My money's so long it doesn't know me
It's looking at my kids like I'm boasty
I fly around the world 'cause I'm boasty

wiley - chasing the art

I said you ain't gonna get anywhere
with all that hate in your heart
Don't wanna take too much of the grime legacy
so I'm taking a part
"What you gonna do musically
now it's not all about making your mark? "
Well, I'm back where I wanna be
it's not about money, I'm chasing the art

When I'm chasing, I'm chasing, I won't stop chasing
No system is gonna block the creation
I'm a grime king of the king conversations
Not a grass, I don't need compensation
I'd be further if I was more patient
Like waiting for the trains at Euston station
Always in a race with the time and
I ain't gonna win but I'm racing
I run up on the stage like bang, came with a bang
Didn't even wanna be a lyrical thang
But it's dead where I'm standing
could've been stranded
If I never worked every day like my Nan did
Some dons, they don't wanna work though
While I'm here sitting with a workload
Even though I didn't get paid any money
for my first shows
In music, I've got a name that the world knows

I said you ain't gonna get anywhere
with all that hate in your heart
Don't wanna take too much of the grime legacy
so I'm taking a part
"What you gonna do musically
now it's not all about making your mark? "
Well, I'm back where I wanna be
it's not about money, I'm chasing the art

Don't throw shots, cause I will throw shots
We could throw pans, or we could throw pots
We could throw houses, we could throw shops
I don't give a damn because I've seen the whole lot
I said don't throw shots, I will throw shots
We could throw keys or we could throw locks
We could throw stones or we could throw rocks
I don't give a damn because I've seen the whole lot
I said don't say nuttin' if you ain't saying somethin'
Just cuh man are cool, don't press my button
Yes, I got dons on my side who will curry man
Pepper man, just like mutton
Every now and then we've gotta make an exception
When dons storm the game like Stormzy and Section
Team went quiet for a while but
Now we are headed in the right direction

I said you ain't gonna get anywhere
with all that hate in your heart
Don't wanna take too much of the grime legacy
so I'm taking a part
"What you gonna do musically
now it's not all about making your mark? "
Well, I'm back where I wanna be
it's not about money, I'm chasing the art

wiley - eediyat skengman

No eediyat skengman's running anything while I'm alive
We don't care about your numbers, that's them man
They ain't gonna be here in the end man
I step up and I end man
Send man straight to the truth
Manna bougie
Send a man straight to the booth
I ain't looking from a mountain, I'm standing on the roof
I be standing on the floor with my trucks and my coupés
Drop top ready to run this place blue
I read all about you, that's dead though
I ain't gonna chat any shit about Maya, she's cool
So we ain't gonna do the whole Maya ting
Since your first album, your music is doubting
That's why I'm in the game writing, blud
I got the fire ting, live for army on sight
You better pass me that mic
Cah it's cold outside, man are back to the road outside
Man are getting pretty road outside, yeah
I bring two in, you lot run out
That just happened, you lot done out
And my blood's grime, bruv
So I can't done out
My flow can't done out, my bars won't run out
Rolex, get your watch out (Watch)
Heatwave, bring the sun out (Sun)
So what? Number 1 out (Ayy)
After all that stuff, I ain't dun out
Can't stop me when I'm setting the pace (No)
Can't stop drums when they get with the bass
Is what it is, don't step in my face (Ayy)
No long talk, gotta touch and chase (Jheez)
This side's winning the race (Yes)
I got the spirit of Ace
So when I jump on the stage this year gotta make it clear
These bumbaclat flows I'm hearing are all my ones (Mine)
It's not homage, looking like a sly one
I know when a brudda and a label join together and they try one (Try one)
They all copy me, they want some of my one (Ayy)
It don't work though (Work though)
'Cause this my ting (My ting)
And I'm the heavyweight champ of the grime ting
I will die fighting for what I believe in, that's firstly
Secondly, none of these soundboys can burst me
I knew about riddims from nursery (Nursery)
And I will eat Mc's like deep fried Turkey (Ayy)
Them man went along for the journey
But then the journeys don't look murky
I know Stormzy's good and that
Yeah, I know he came from the hood and that
But if the vibes that we built were drugs and we packed
We'd be stacking, and he come along and took all that
This is for the darkside, disrespect
This is purely skilled with my foot on your neck
Yes I surely will 'cause I'm king on the set
I got old dubplates when I bring on my mix
You're not the only hood don who can bring in the cheques
My flow is monstrous, that's why it's wringing your neck, yeah
The last 20 years was great
But, it's about time we bring in the next
Check

Yo, it's Wiley again
You can't try me again
'Cause everytime I listen to the big five singles you dropped
I can hear all my stylies again (That's right)
Yo, it's Wiley again
You can't try me again
'Cause everytime I listen to the big five singles you dropped
I can hear all my stylies again (Oh lord)

You never cared about grime, you just used it
Worse than Ed with your watered down music
You can't check me here 'cause your poster's ripped
The hype train you was on, that slipped
Fuck the drip, where's the bars?
This guy parring mac, where's the pars? (Ayy)
I'm looking, I'm looking (Ayy)
Ring up my agent like, "get me a booking"
Please, I've been cooking
I'm looking for the smoke, where is the smoke bro?
Where is it? You better let me know though (Know)
New zone, I been in my old zone (Ayy)
I ain't too old to zone, I'm still cold (Ragh)
Said I won't crack, said I won't fold
You must think I'm gonna do what I'm told, wrong
Manna unruly
I've gone ropes and nobody don't call me

wiley - eediyat skengman 2

Ask your mum where she knows me from
Broski I'm the coldest don
Where was you when you wrote this song?
You was looking for a motive don
I've done more for you than your dad has
You didn't chief my dad so don't backtrack
My little bro shouldn't have sent and that's facts
But now it's me you gotta face
Mike, you ain't slapping anybody in the face
I will spray up your house and be proud
Whole street lookin' 'cause the shots dem are loud
Tell all your mandem better sit back down
'Cause this Mac-10 ain't got a friend in town
Kick all the doors off, even your mum's one
Hold on, you and your mum owe me a lump sum
Hold on, you and your mum should come see me
Bring a suitcase of money cah it's like you wanna be me
Dead, all informer fi dead
You're caught up in a circle of bread
If I see your mum down Croydon market
I'm gonna rip that weave off her head, dead
Man can't bully my dad
If they ever try a ting like that, dem man dead
They've all tried killing me dad, I ain't dead
Rasta, ballhead, skinhead and dread (Yep) , 'nuff said
But you can't get your new gyal out of your head
Heard she's a goer from the likkle mandem
That's something that I shouldn't have said
It's not my business in fact
You gotta keep your image intact
This is grime, this ain't rap
Come and get your boy off the ropes, no cap
Me, the career resurrector
You wouldn't be nothing without Skepta
The 'Wiley Flow' was just a par but
Revenge is sweet just like nectar
I'm Achilles, you're Hector
I could win it both ways, G, I bet ya
I'm outside, ready for the outside
Sayin' "Wheel it up, my selecta"
Bro called me, took him a brick
He said, "Clash Stormzy? Wot's all this? "
I said, "With Big Mike? It shouldn't be this
But, without us, he wouldn't exist"
That remix was taking the piss
All dem man, they was taking the piss
Next time, none of you are faking the mix
You ain't from the village, you're a fake in the bits
Delightful, go beat your jaws on your tour but
Michael, Maya's not yours anymore
You're not on the dance floor anymore
I'm somebody that you can't ignore anymore
Club night, bring 24 in, raving in foreign
Your mandem ain't sure anymore
This is grime, my bruv, it's not four to the floor
All my war dubs, dem are awkward and more
You don't wanna see me get crazy, Mike
My mind works well, it's not lazy, Mike
Everybody thinks that grime is neeky
Til man rise the ting like Crazy Mike
I ain't chattin' for the fun it's not Laser, Mike
Better sit down 'bout you wanna raise it, Mike
So many people try to flex
You can't bring Ed round 'ere, save it Mike
I said this ting ain't really meant for you
I dunno why ain't nobody sent for you
You owe the dons that put you on
I swear they should be collecting rent from you
My brudda, some of us, we can't be controlled
I laid foundation for the keys you hold
If you don't stop moving funny around us
I'll change the locks, now your keys are old
If it's urban, it's all mine, shut up
Can't tell me nothing 'cause I came from the gutter
Before you was trying to bread and come across like a nutter
Now you've gone soft like butter
It's a shame, me and you are friend but you wanna move lame
Two two's you know we ain't the same
I run the show, yes, I run the game
Get out my way, ay