Never Invited - Manga Saint Hilare, Lewi B, Flowdan

They don’t love me

I like it

I ain’t inna their circle of bread

I’m out of the ring like Tyson

I don’t really get too close

I watch from afar like snipers

Cuh man ah man’s separate, outsider

I ain’t never invited

Never invited

Never invited

Never invited

Still turn up and do my ting

Never invited

Never invited

Never invited

Still turn up and do my ting

Yo, never invited

Furthermore, yeah, that’s how we like it

Everyting’s in order, you know my corner

Bare Stone Island, Nike ticks

Turn up, don’t bother with the guest list

We don’t get searched at the entrance

We don’t wanna lock off the dance

But sometimes the vibe just swings like a pendant

But now I’m in the dance and vibing

Bare gyal are getting excited

Can tell why we never got the invite

Tek 'way your wifey and side chick

We move to the gyal dem regular

Bare face, never gonna hide it

Black bandana gang in every location

Party ah gwan, we’ll find it

I go anywhere I wanna go

It’s a disciple ting, no hesitation

Novelist don’t take regulation

I’m a top boy and it’s blatant

Pull up on the scene, man are like «ahh, rah, he’s here»

Then I hit 'em with the «MMMYEH»

Look for the soundsystem, then I hit 'em with the

«Stop, wait, everyting clear

Mmm, mmm, yeah, yeah»

Dun know when I’m on the mic, I tear

I pull up like I’m meant to be there

My lyrics are what they wanna hear

Enter everywhere, even on air

I’m a dan, and what fam when I’m here

Man can’t tell me I can’t come near

When I step in the dance, I make everybody glance

Like oh my

«No he didn’t», yes he did

South London, I’m an SE kid

Bandana on, Blue set

Don’t fear that I rep these bits

My presence talks and I don’t

Go where I wanna go, God, let me live

Invite myself and touch mic as well

And big up the bouncer that let me in

And all of my set Gs in

I am a man that keeps it real

I’m dark and brown on a Pepsi ting

Ladies see me and wanna get me in

Best know, when I’m on microphone

They don’t regret these things

I come cause I wanna bless these kids

With the rules that a kid from SE live

They don’t love me

I like it

I ain’t inna their circle of bread

I’m out of the ring like Tyson

I don’t really get too close

I watch from afar like snipers

Cuh man ah man’s separate, outsider

I ain’t never invited

Never invited

Never invited

Never invited

Still turn up and do my ting

Never invited

Never invited

Never invited

Still turn up and do my ting

Anyone who likes that, go that way

Gwan with yourself

Out here, done it all on myself

Dem little shots they try send

Can’t hurt you, wanna be at war with yourself

I’m swerving all of the Ls

Can’t slow me down, I’m sure of myself

I won’t be waiting on no one

Nah, man, I’m sorting myself

Everyting’s me, rarely been «we»

No, I don’t bread people I don’t see

Would’ve been working on tings yourself

But you wanna run around and scream out team

Oh please, what type of teef?

Never oversaturate steeze

Can’t pattern any style themselves

So they CTRL+C then CTRL+V

Can’t control me, not their friend

Ain’t their darg, I ain’t got no lead

Man ah man’s solo like 45

So Boy Better Know that’s not me

We don’t parler, we don’t speak

Stay over there and I’ll do me

I’m 'nuff comfy over east side

Not with fake friends I don’t need

They don’t love me

I like it

I ain’t inna their circle of bread

I’m out of the ring like Tyson

I don’t really get too close

I watch from afar like snipers

Cuh man ah man’s separate, outsider

I ain’t never invited

Never invited

Never invited

Never invited

Still turn up and do my ting

Never invited

Never invited

Never invited

Still turn up and do my ting