Manga Saint Hilare, Flowdan, Novelist - Never Invited lyrics

They don't love me i like it
I ain't inna their circle of bread
I'm out of the ring like Tyson
I don't really get too close
I watch from afar like snipers
Cuh man ah man's separate, outsider
I ain't never invited

Never invited never invited
Never invited still turn up and do my ting
Never invited never invited
Never invited still turn up and do my ting

Yo, never invited
Furthermore, yeah, that's how we like it
Everyting's in order, you know my corner
Bare Stone Island, Nike ticks
Turn up, don't bother with the guest list
We don't get searched at the entrance
We don't wanna lock off the dance
But sometimes the vibe just


Swings like a pendant
But now I'm in the dance and vibing
Bare gyal are getting excited
Can tell why we never got the invite
Tek 'way your wifey and side chick
We move to the gyal dem regular
Bare face, never gonna hide it
Black bandana gang in every location
Party ah gwan, we'll find it

I go anywhere I wanna go
It's a disciple ting, no hesitation
Novelist don't take regulation
I'm a top boy and it's blatant
Pull up on the scene, man are like "ahh, rah
He's here" then I hit 'em with the "MMMYEH"
Look for the soundsystem
Then I hit 'em with the
"Stop, wait, everyting clear
Mmm, mmm, yeah, yeah"
Dun know when I'm on the mic, I tear
I pull up like I'm meant to be there
My lyrics are what they wanna hear
Enter everywhere, even on air
I'm a dan, and what fam when I'm here
Man can't tell me I can't come near
When I step in the dance
I make everybody glance like oh my
"No he didn't", yes he did
South London, I'm an SE kid
Bandana on, Blue set
Don't fear that I rep these bit's
My presence talks and I don't
Go where I wanna go, God, let me live
Invite myself and touch mic as well
And big up the bouncer that let me in
And all of my set Gs in
I am a man that keeps it real
I'm dark and brown on a Pepsi ting
Ladies see me and wanna get me in
Best know, when I'm on microphone
They don't regret these things
I come cause I wanna bless these kids
With the rules that a kid from SE live

They don't love me i like it
I ain't inna their circle of bread
I'm out of the ring like Tyson
I don't really get too close
I watch from afar like snipers
Cuh man ah man's separate, outsider
I ain't never invited

Never invited never invited
Never invited still turn up and do my ting
Never invited never invited
Never invited still turn up and do my ting

Anyone who likes that, go that way
Gwan with yourself
Out here, done it all on myself
Dem little shots they try send
Can't hurt you, wanna be at war with yourself
I'm swerving all of the Ls
Can't slow me down, I'm sure of myself
I won't be waiting on no one
Nah, man, I'm sorting myself
Everyting's me, rarely been "we"
No, I don't bread people I don't see
Would've been working on tings yourself
But you wanna run around and scream out team
Oh please, what type of teef?
Never oversaturate steeze
Can't pattern any style themselves
So they CTRL+C then CTRL+V
Can't control me, not their friend
Ain't their darg, I ain't got no lead
Man ah man's solo like 45
So Boy Better Know that's not me
We don't parler, we don't speak
Stay over there and I'll do me
I'm 'nuff comfy over east side
Not with fake friends I don't need

They don't love me i like it
I ain't inna their circle of bread
I'm out of the ring like Tyson
I don't really get too close
I watch from afar like snipers
Cuh man ah man's separate, outsider
I ain't never invited

Never invited never invited
Never invited still turn up and do my ting
Never invited never invited
Never invited still turn up and do my ting