Handsome

Handsome
Ayo it's Heavy Papa, aka Heavy Duty
Don't hide the beauty
Representing [?] always
Top militarian, the Jamba boys
The goal is to touch your soul
Everywhere I go I make it warm, I would never inform
But I'm fully unformed, I'll bring the fire
Stormzy bring the storm
Yeah, flavor, flavor

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 (True)
Then all of this [?] seven figure do me
Or do you film me, facts why I'm still on
And I still got racks from my real Don
And we used to bang your shit
Now your album, it's just something that we [?] on
I look around and there ain't no love no
Scream "Fuck them all," I'm on crack now
Wanna call me bro like we're blood now
Where [?] it's all [?] now
Like, I still stir [?] when you ridaway [?] with your bros
And you big boy stuntin', make you tear for your clothes
See the fear in your eyes when you're scared of the flows
[?] five years on the road, I
Still don't need police
Gotta act like they care when they [?] and
Every time I drop a new release
Gally pull up to my door like I'm Uber Eats, I flipped
I let the food [?] do the deeds
When I'm tourin' I do the streets
So calm till caught in a [?] for your stupid tweets
And then you act like you're new to beef
I thought I told you

Young, black, fly and handsome
Run down the road like I'm Rachael Anson
Young, black, fly and handsome
Run down the road like I'm Rachael Anson
Young, black, fly and handsome
Run down the road like I'm Rachael Anson
Young, black, fly and handsome
Run down the road like I'm Rachael Anson
It's like I'm young, black, fly and handsome
[?] like I'm Rachael Anson
Paintings wanna hold me at ransom
I go [?] for making anthem
I just drop the heat and do tour
From Amsterdam to New York
You on plastic gun, you a dork
Go suck your mum through a straw
I calm down, don't get defensive
All this flow was so expensive
I can't let you niggas rate this
They shall try and reinvent this
They shall try and they will fail
All my G's they buy and sell
Rude boy I should be in jail
For these rhythms that'll push through my clientele
Alright look, I'm young, black, fly and cool
Think that's how I got by in school
Man get [?] buyin' jewels
The man get shot, start buyin' tools
Oh man you bunch of lyin' fools
Rude boy, diss me if you dare
Then she whispered in my ear, said
"Gunshot Mac, we've missed you bear"
It's like I'm-

Young, black, fly and handsome
Run down the road like I'm Rachael Anson
Young, black, fly and handsome
Run down the road like I'm Rachael Anson
Young, black, fly and handsome
Run down the road like I'm Rachael Anson
Young, black, fly and handsome
Run down the road like I'm Rachael Anson