| Song | Mad |
| Artist | P Money |
| Album | Round the Clock - EP |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Mad | |
| P Money | |
| Eyo... | |
| I know nothing about cricket | |
| But, when I'm lick him for six its over | |
| You can come with all your man united | |
| I know how to swing with a club, golfer! | |
| Let me show you how I say it better | |
| You'll say I'll stick you up like a poster | |
| I'll say I'll put your back against the wall…wall | |
| Poster! | |
| MAD! | |
| Pushin' out more bread than a toaster | |
| If you're gonna play then play your cards right | |
| Don't think you can put what you want, joker! | |
| This girl clocked that I had bare friends | |
| Started wonderin' why they keep callin' me loner | |
| Saw my money started screaming Doh! | |
| That's how I got the nickname Homer | |
| MAD! | |
| Tell the guy at the North Pole I'm colder | |
| His girl don't like me but loves my music | |
| 'He's a dickhead but he's hard' | |
| Boner! | |
| MAD! | |
| Right now P Money's taking the mick | |
| Pullin' more faces than players in Poker (YES!) | |
| I be trying to tone up | |
| When I'm in the gym | |
| I never pick the phone up | |
| I say I'm on a diet | |
| But, I ain't gonna lie | |
| When I'm in the whip | |
| I still do donuts... | |
| MAD! | |
| And the way I'm stackin' this paper | |
| I don't need no Barclays account | |
| I need 24 briefcases and a folder (WOOP!) | |
| Now I'm gettin' older | |
| I don't bang the Instagram poser | |
| But if I had a BB it's game over | |
| Caus' I be gettin' more pins than a bowler | |
| To a million, I keep gettin' closer | |
| Now I go cinema | |
| Where she can order Rosette and a meal with dessert | |
| To where she sits And actually watch this film on a sofa... | |
| MAD! | |
| Food on top from the controller | |
| They're like \"P how do you stay sober? | |
| \"You're like the Grime version of J HOVA' | |
| MAD! | |
| Now I might go to a bar in Chelsea | |
| And get me a cup, walk out a legend... | |
| Zola! | |
| MAD! | |
| Oi, wait, Old up! | |
| I just clocked | |
| When it comes to the levels | |
| I'm always high... | |
| Stoner! | |
| Spoke to more majors than a soldier | |
| Can't you see these stripes on my shoulder? | |
| Skates on my feet, bank card in my hand | |
| What do you get? | |
| High Roller! | |
| MAD! | |
| When it comes to puttin' in work | |
| Everybody looks at me | |
| Caus' I show em' what to do better than a rota | |
| MAD! | |
| Real Bipolar | |
| My opponents do not want to fight | |
| Caus' i got so much heart i could be a donor | |
| Wait... | |
| MAD! | |
| They like | |
| 'Oh my God your Metaphors are so radical' | |
| Haha... |
| Mad | |
| P Money | |
| Eyo... | |
| I know nothing about cricket | |
| But, when I' m lick him for six its over | |
| You can come with all your man united | |
| I know how to swing with a club, golfer! | |
| Let me show you how I say it better | |
| You' ll say I' ll stick you up like a poster | |
| I' ll say I' ll put your back against the wall wall | |
| Poster! | |
| MAD! | |
| Pushin' out more bread than a toaster | |
| If you' re gonna play then play your cards right | |
| Don' t think you can put what you want, joker! | |
| This girl clocked that I had bare friends | |
| Started wonderin' why they keep callin' me loner | |
| Saw my money started screaming Doh! | |
| That' s how I got the nickname Homer | |
| MAD! | |
| Tell the guy at the North Pole I' m colder | |
| His girl don' t like me but loves my music | |
| ' He' s a dickhead but he' s hard' | |
| Boner! | |
| MAD! | |
| Right now P Money' s taking the mick | |
| Pullin' more faces than players in Poker YES! | |
| I be trying to tone up | |
| When I' m in the gym | |
| I never pick the phone up | |
| I say I' m on a diet | |
| But, I ain' t gonna lie | |
| When I' m in the whip | |
| I still do donuts... | |
| MAD! | |
| And the way I' m stackin' this paper | |
| I don' t need no Barclays account | |
| I need 24 briefcases and a folder WOOP! | |
| Now I' m gettin' older | |
| I don' t bang the Instagram poser | |
| But if I had a BB it' s game over | |
| Caus' I be gettin' more pins than a bowler | |
| To a million, I keep gettin' closer | |
| Now I go cinema | |
| Where she can order Rosette and a meal with dessert | |
| To where she sits And actually watch this film on a sofa... | |
| MAD! | |
| Food on top from the controller | |
| They' re like " P how do you stay sober? | |
| " You' re like the Grime version of J HOVA' | |
| MAD! | |
| Now I might go to a bar in Chelsea | |
| And get me a cup, walk out a legend... | |
| Zola! | |
| MAD! | |
| Oi, wait, Old up! | |
| I just clocked | |
| When it comes to the levels | |
| I' m always high... | |
| Stoner! | |
| Spoke to more majors than a soldier | |
| Can' t you see these stripes on my shoulder? | |
| Skates on my feet, bank card in my hand | |
| What do you get? | |
| High Roller! | |
| MAD! | |
| When it comes to puttin' in work | |
| Everybody looks at me | |
| Caus' I show em' what to do better than a rota | |
| MAD! | |
| Real Bipolar | |
| My opponents do not want to fight | |
| Caus' i got so much heart i could be a donor | |
| Wait... | |
| MAD! | |
| They like | |
| ' Oh my God your Metaphors are so radical' | |
| Haha... |
| Mad | |
| P Money | |
| Eyo... | |
| I know nothing about cricket | |
| But, when I' m lick him for six its over | |
| You can come with all your man united | |
| I know how to swing with a club, golfer! | |
| Let me show you how I say it better | |
| You' ll say I' ll stick you up like a poster | |
| I' ll say I' ll put your back against the wall wall | |
| Poster! | |
| MAD! | |
| Pushin' out more bread than a toaster | |
| If you' re gonna play then play your cards right | |
| Don' t think you can put what you want, joker! | |
| This girl clocked that I had bare friends | |
| Started wonderin' why they keep callin' me loner | |
| Saw my money started screaming Doh! | |
| That' s how I got the nickname Homer | |
| MAD! | |
| Tell the guy at the North Pole I' m colder | |
| His girl don' t like me but loves my music | |
| ' He' s a dickhead but he' s hard' | |
| Boner! | |
| MAD! | |
| Right now P Money' s taking the mick | |
| Pullin' more faces than players in Poker YES! | |
| I be trying to tone up | |
| When I' m in the gym | |
| I never pick the phone up | |
| I say I' m on a diet | |
| But, I ain' t gonna lie | |
| When I' m in the whip | |
| I still do donuts... | |
| MAD! | |
| And the way I' m stackin' this paper | |
| I don' t need no Barclays account | |
| I need 24 briefcases and a folder WOOP! | |
| Now I' m gettin' older | |
| I don' t bang the Instagram poser | |
| But if I had a BB it' s game over | |
| Caus' I be gettin' more pins than a bowler | |
| To a million, I keep gettin' closer | |
| Now I go cinema | |
| Where she can order Rosette and a meal with dessert | |
| To where she sits And actually watch this film on a sofa... | |
| MAD! | |
| Food on top from the controller | |
| They' re like " P how do you stay sober? | |
| " You' re like the Grime version of J HOVA' | |
| MAD! | |
| Now I might go to a bar in Chelsea | |
| And get me a cup, walk out a legend... | |
| Zola! | |
| MAD! | |
| Oi, wait, Old up! | |
| I just clocked | |
| When it comes to the levels | |
| I' m always high... | |
| Stoner! | |
| Spoke to more majors than a soldier | |
| Can' t you see these stripes on my shoulder? | |
| Skates on my feet, bank card in my hand | |
| What do you get? | |
| High Roller! | |
| MAD! | |
| When it comes to puttin' in work | |
| Everybody looks at me | |
| Caus' I show em' what to do better than a rota | |
| MAD! | |
| Real Bipolar | |
| My opponents do not want to fight | |
| Caus' i got so much heart i could be a donor | |
| Wait... | |
| MAD! | |
| They like | |
| ' Oh my God your Metaphors are so radical' | |
| Haha... |