Stormzy – Handsome Lyrics

Stormzy – Handsome Lyrics
Handsome
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    "Handsome." - Stormzy

    Album: Heavy Is The Head
    Track No: 06
    Hey, yo it's Heavy Papa AKA Heavy Duty
    Don't hide the beauty
    Representing Kanka always
    Top militarian, the Jamba boys
    The goal is to touch your soul
    Everywhere I go I make it warm
    I'll never inform but I'm fully on form
    I'll bring the fire, Stormzy bring the storm
    Yeah, flavour
    Flavour
    First things first, I'm a real G
    How's a tweet on Twitter gonna kill me?
    If I ain't the GOAT then I will be
    They know this so they 7-figure deal me
    Oh, do you feel me? Facts why I'm still on
    And I still got racks, I'm a real don
    And we used to bang your shit
    Now your album, it's just something that we built on
    I look around and there ain't no love now
    Scream, "Fuck them all", I'm on crud now
    Wanna call me bro like we're blood now
    Word to Capo Lee, it's all mad now
    Like, I still stare on a brudda while you're there with your bros
    Yeah big boys sat and make you tear for your clothes
    See the fear in your eyes, man are scared of the flows
    Still Man Of The Year, five years in a row, I
    Still don't do police
    Cah they act like they care when they do the least and
    Every time I drop a new release
    Gyallie pull up to my door like I'm Uber Eats, I flex
    I let the fool boy do the deets when on touring I do the streets
    It's all calm till you're caught on the rope with your stupid tweets
    And then you act like you're new to beef, I thought I told you I'm
    Young, black, fly and handsome
    Burn down the rave like I'm Rachael Anson
    Young, black, fly and handsome
    Burn down the rave like I'm Rachael Anson
    Young, black, fly and handsome
    Burn down the rave like I'm Rachael Anson
    Young, black, fly and handsome
    Burn down the rave like I'm Rachael Anson
    It's like I'm young, black, fly and handsome
    Burn down the rave like I'm Rachael Anson
    Peng tings wanna hold me at random
    I go booth and make an anthem
    I just drop the heat and do tour
    From Amsterdam to New York
    You won't bust a gun, you a dork
    Go suck your mum through a straw
    Aight, calm down, don't get defensive
    Oh this flow is so expensive
    I can't let you **** rent this
    They shall try and reinvent this
    They shall try and they will fail
    All my Gs, they buy and sell
    Rude boy, I should be in jail
    For all these riddims that I pushed on my clientele
    Alright look, I'm young, black, fly and cool
    Think that's how I got by in school
    Man get booked, start buying jewels
    Them man get shook, start buying tools
    Ah man, you bunch of lying fools
    Rude boy, diss me if you dare
    Then she whispered in my ear, said
    "Gunshot Mike, we've missed you bare"
    It's like I'm
    Young, black, fly and handsome
    Burn down the rave like I'm Rachael Anson
    Young, black, fly and handsome
    Burn down the rave like I'm Rachael Anson
    Young, black, fly and handsome
    Burn down the rave like I'm Rachael Anson
    Young, black, fly and handsome
    Burn down the rave like I'm Rachael Anson

    Writer(s): Frank Dukes, Kaan, Michael Omari & Tyler Williams.

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