Styley - JME, Jamie Adenuga

You can’t test my styley

Unless your name’s Skepta or Wiley

Only the big names stand by me, LDN, you know where to find me

None of these labels can sign me, I’m too grimy

Plus no one ain’t fucking with my P

See my bank statement and you’ll whitey, oh

I keep it 140, couple 138's but you ain’t caught me

From Scotland right down to Torquay

See me on stage with Shorty

The girls get their phones out and record me, they wanna draw me

So they follow on Twitter and stalk me, they get air, so they block and report

me, ay

You can’t miss me, if I’m not on Xbox 360

Then I’m cruising in my X6 G, not a Focus, 15 inch Ripspeed

Feds on road wanna shift me, they said I drive too quickly

So they take me to the side and frisk me, what’s that gotta do with the speed

limit please?

Ay!

You can’t test my styley

You can’t test my styley

Only the big names stand by me

Only the big names stand by me

None of these labels can sign me, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay

Oh, oh

My supporters love me

When they see me on the street they hug me

Proper grippin' real tight like rugby

Starstruck stuttering and all jumpy

No MC can ever cuss me

Trust me

What you know about 96 Fuckries

I can sell a few thousand comfy, oh

Respect my family

Whether it’s Jahmek, Dushane or Andy

Listen carefully and understand me

You don’t wanna get these man angry

You get lamped in the head with the brandy

So fall back please

Couple tissues will come in handy

Don’t shit your panties, ay!

I’m just Jamie

I ain’t changing love me or hate me

I am the meaning of Grime Daily

If I used to be your favourite reinstate me

Only a prick will not rate me

And slate me

But that same idiot will never face me

Or phase me

Ay!

You can’t test my styley

You can’t test my styley

Only the big names stand by me

Only the big names stand by me

None of these labels can sign me, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay

Yeah