[Lyric] Serve You A Taster (Chiedu Oraka)

1st Verse

Only feel sorry for a hater
I ain't got time for a faker
They wana tweet me abuse
I wunt even waste my data
I ain't got time for a traitor
I just want a bill like a waiter
08 there was a big change
Never saw court like a laker
The trap were I stir my feelings
I'm active most in the evenings
The booth well that be the pyrex
Then deeze kid bags up the dealings
Fear anyone your dreaming
We've got a product we believe in
We're out here tryna get custom
To get you all high like the ceiling

2nd Verse
73 be the base
We're we catch beats not a case
They wana throw digs on the net
But couldn’t throw a dig to my face
They wana try put me in my place
Without keeping up with the pace
Used to fight pub car parks
I'm a old bad boy like mase
I just want pees like puffy
I just want a girl like cookie
I don't wana hear complaints though
Only when I've killed that pussy
Put in that graft can't touch me
Left all the chat and the fuckery
Why aren't you no more
I’m in the booth were I should be
3rd Verse
When it's just me and my thoughts please don’t ring or disturb
I Won't answer the call
I've got to write songs to be heard
I get pissed sometimes
I don't ever fuck with the herb
Won't leave the trap for a munch
So il get food from the Kurds
I'm the booth in a shit top
But I spit bars that are tip top
You can have spikes on your feet bro
I've got more swag in my flip flops
I can't take no pit stops
Got be ready when this shit pops
Im tryna snatch this game
That's why I've got specs like Brick tops

Chorus
When it's just me my thoughts
I use pen the paper

I express myself though
I put that down to my maker

It gets deep sometimes
That be the game and its nature
I put it all in the pot
Then I just serve you a Taster

Serve em taster x2

I put in all in a pot then I just serve em a taster