Monster Florence - Resourceful

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I’m a rude boy want a detail
Holla email
Wallace Rice at fuck me female
I’m assumin' that your he pal is a weed sale
And you probably wanna fuck with me now
I’m so resourceful (Yeah)
Turn your new girl to your ex-girl (Yeah)
Make your ex get in porn still
Let me piledrive while she calls you (mm)
Make a spaceship from a four-wheel (yeah)
Fly myself into the orbit (Yeah)
I’m a rude boy from everywhere, yo
Don’t ask where I’m from
I went your school (Your school)
I’m so resourceful (Yeah)
This one here ain’t for you cuz (Cuz)
This one really ain’t for you blud (blud)
Fuck outta here you’re starting to bore me blud (blud)
Fake little niggas make me boil blud (blud)
Waved in my kitchen playing royal blood (blood)
All my niggas is loyal blud (blud)
And all your boys are unemployed
Mother was resourceful
Came up from nothing
Shantytown awful
Wallace went busting
Sister went law school
Brother went runnin' in the street tryna eat
And he came back formal
Call that resourceful
Own my own yard, 24, is that normal?
Should be normal but niggas ain’t normal
Quinton rampage hooks hitting awful
Regime, regime yeah we reformin'
Fuck is this boring?
Money is calling
Regime, regime yeah we reformin'
Fuck is we doing?
All going according
Regime, regime yeah we reformin'
And we go all in
And we go all in
Regime, regime yeah we reformin'
Shut the front door then
Shut the front door then
Shut the fuckin' front door then
Regime yeah we’re back on the scene bruv
Tell a friend, to tell a friend to team up
25 now, big man, fully grown
Any yout' tell me to suck my mum you get beat up
Don’t come with that cold demeanour
Bruv I’ve got a five-year old that looks meaner
Them, you and him and everyone between ya
Buzzin' off the pill you’ve done between ya
Dickhead
Mo' Flo', all up in ya dome bro
Say you move food but you don’t though
How much a penny weigh?
Bruv I bet you don’t know
You ain’t giving me grief
Could give me that phone though
Oh no
You’ve stepped to a master in his dojo
You wanna fuck with me
Then I’ll fuck your missus
Send you a video in slow-mo (euhhhh)
And why you movin' like an enemy?
I know you ain’t gonna do nothing but threaten me you bellend
Can you tell him that it’s a waste of his energy
Little man with no chest ain’t scaring me
Fuck off
Tell him he’s one of
Many irrelevant enemies, please come on
Regime been on these beats
You’ve seen couple retweets
Thinkin' you deep
You talk street I talk me like D Double
I remember doin' sets
Me and Kas back to back
06 hours went by
Even back then we were fully loaded with the bars
Zinger tower that time
14 underage in the venue stickin' on men to
Clash em on mic
I’ve been doin' this for a minute bruv
Don’t tell me 'bout rappin' I’m fine
Grew up on shit creek awful is normal
At 15 recording 8 man with a porta on 8 tracks
Call that resourceful
Regime Regime
Rep to the death got tatted on me normal
Alex O-Si boy makin' a right noise
Said I couldn’t do it so really it’s your fault
I make it look natural, you make it look forceful
Stop
Stop
Stop
Stop
Stop
Drip, Drip, Drip (I'm so)
Drip might turn a housewife to a hoe (ya)
Yo I’m so resourceful
I might turn her walls to waterfalls (yeah)
Perform oral with a snorkel
She like why so crude?
I didn’t reply she like why so rude?
I’m like wait?
Two new messages from you?
Why no nudes? (wow wow wow)
Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah
Yeah
You know me, do I know you?
I don’t think so (nah)
But when I’m high I don’t think so (so)
I ain’t too good with names or good with faces
I’m just evasive
What’s the basis of conversation (well)
It seems I’m fucking wasted on you
And I’m also fucking wasted
And I’m also fucking resourceful
I’m creative
I use my imagination (Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah)
No mixer so I drink rum
And I use cognac to chase it
Regime, regime yeah we reformin'
Dunno why you’s lot have to say that
You tryna do music? Is it?
I don’t think no one even hears it
Me? I’m so resourceful
Thank you very much, I’ve made a career of it
Livin' like I don’t fear a thing
Yeah its him
Drip takin' everything (I'm takin' it all)
Niggas put years in
Blood, sweat and tears in
No I never had side parting and a border
But I made 5 mixtapes on a porta
Called up had a whole team in Greenstead
Filming my Grime Daily on a corner
Roll up roll up roll up
Spliff in hand (yeah)
Used to play route for like £50
Had a few scraps got myself a ban (yeah)
Look at me now got myself a band
And we’re fuckin' havin' it (Fuck off)
Monster Monster everything is ours
Came up from the bottom really you don’t know the half
You ain’t got the heart
I’m just sittin' in the dark in my yard singing
Monster monster everything is ours
Came up from the bottom really you don’t know the half
Nah, you ain’t got the heart
Monster everything is ours