I'm Fine (feat. Stormzy & Shalo)

Yeah I might just let it run for a bit and then, like, start later, start like now Now, now, now-now right? Alright, cool, cool Me and my team the cream of the crop Me I'm the cream my niggas all crop You man claim that you spit fire It's not that deep, you're not that hot 2015, it's a lot, it's a lot Got a couple singles, I'mma let em pop Me, I'mma fuck it up, Storm's gonna fuck it up Whatever the weather, you can put that on my watch, bae I was on a mild, I'm erecting I'm going blind like where's the peng tings? Chipmunk, shout out to Section No dead tings in my section I been nearly everywhere you ain't never there Looking for a fuckboi, nah, never here I smell some hating arse niggas Take that shit over there Waiting on, just waiting on my time Need to brush some of these bitches off of my line You been laying low, we ain't heard from you in time Don't worry bout me, don't worry bout me, I'm fine Waiting on, just waiting on my time Need to brush some of these bitches off of my line You been laying low, we ain't heard from you in time Don't worry bout me, don't worry bout me, I'm fine If you getting money nigga, show that Tell em that I'm coming for my throne back The love that you get for your mixtapes Look, I get that for a throwback Wait... we already know that Bare peng tings wanna pose for the Kodak And I know that you love my flow AK but Please can I have my flow back? You are not bad, nobody's scared You drop tapes, nobody cares You go shows like 20 man deep When you get to the venue, nobody's there London ting but you ain't never here I be nearly everywhere, you ain't never there All these hating niggas wanna hitch up Better take that shit over there Waiting on, just waiting on my time Need to brush some of these bitches off of my line You been laying low, we ain't heard from you in time Don't worry bout me, don't worry bout me, I'm fine Waiting on, just waiting on my time Need to brush some of these bitches off of my line You been laying low, we ain't heard from you in time Don't worry bout me, don't worry bout me, I'm fine Hey, didn't you niggas get the last memo? Bodywork all art-deco I don't even like Hublots If you're my nigga, I'd rather you blow Skinny jeans like I'm on a diet But my pockets fat, that ain't rocket science Who are you? Same team since "Who Are You?" I turn up fresh like a white wedding And make lightskinned girls light-headed It's Cash Motto, bare cash with me I turn up late, everything fashionably I be nearly everywhere, you ain't ever there Looking for a fuckboi, nah, never here I smell some hating arse niggas Better take that shit over there Waiting on, just waiting on my time Need to brush some of these bitches off of my line You been laying low, we ain't heard from you in time Don't worry bout me, don't worry bout me, I'm fine