Things they be sayin’… things they be sayin’… But they don’t say it when man's waitin’… never say it when I’m blazin’… Ay… listen… Things they be sayin’ get sprayed in the wind, Chat on my name but they fold from within, Man do the talkin’ but can’t do the sprint, I’m on the block and I’m back with the grit. Tear through the blocks like I’m shiftin’ the map, Lines get spun like the decks in the trap, Speed garage bounce with a drill-man snap, Turbo flow — man, the words overlap. Bare man chat but they never back action, I stay patterned, calculated traction, Life on the block taught violent reactions, Still I move gracious — elegant factions. Say one ting but they mean somethin’ different, Mandem move weight when the pressure gets risen, I see through lies like a night-vision prism, Heart stay cold like a winter in Britain. Things they be sayin’, things they be playin’, Talk don’t phase me — I don’t need savin’. Mandem be blazin’, gyaldem be swayin’, I just stay solid through all they be sayin’. Things they be sayin’ — but man ain’t shakin’, Things they be sayin’ — but man ain’t breakin’. Things they be sayin’, talk gets vacant, I just keep movin’ bro — history in the makin’. Things they be sayin’ but never in person, All that chat is a dead-ting version, Man stay calm but the mind stay lurkin’, If I flip once — whole block start cursin’. Raised in the flats where the echoes turned lethal, Young G’s runnin’ be shiftin' that diesel, Old G’s watchin’ like the scene ain’t equal, Still I keep flyin’ like a rave full of diesel. Trapline rings — that’s a different choir, Drillman heart — that’s a whole new fire, Words get twisted like live-wire, Talk too much — man expire. Say my name but the tone ain’t right, Say my name but they ain’t on sight, Say my name but they chat online — Say my name, but they fear my light. All of that noise? Just air in the breeze. All of that talk? Don’t trouble my steez. I stay on task, I move with ease, Let man talk — I still achieve. Things they be sayin’, things they be playin’, Talk don’t phase me — I don’t need savin’. Mandem be blazin’, gyaldem be swayin’, I just stay solid through all they be sayin’. Things they be sayin’ — but man ain’t shakin’, Things they be sayin’ — but man ain’t breakin’. Things they be sayin’, talk gets vacant, I just keep movin’ bro— history in the makin’. Let ’em keep talkin’ bruv… Things they be sayin’ bruv… But I rise anyway, init..