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Richard Kylea Cowie (born 19 January 1979), better known by his stage name Wiley, is an English rapper, MC, songwriter, record producer and recording artist with Caribbean roots from Trinidad and Antigua, originating from Bow, East London. He first rose to fame as a grime MC and continiously produces grime music while releasing eskibeat-pop singles, such as the UK Singles Chart top 10 hits "Wearing My Rolex", "Never Be Your Woman" and his UK number-one "Heatwave", he is a pioneer in the UK underground music scene, and a versatile music artist with many crossover hits - honoured as the "Godfather of Grime". He has been a prolific artist, producing several albums and mixtapes for a number of labels. more »

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I’m spinning new way call my A game
Revising ’cause I wanna get straight A’s
Getting busy now alot of time’s taken
See I might hit blatant the news is broken
She knows there’s women I’m chasing
The show is attention if you make it
You getting on amends if you make it
She told me she fed out but she can’t take it

My heart, my heart, my heart, my heart
My heart, my heart, my heart can’t play it
My heart, my heart, my heart, my heart
My heart, my heart is
Exhausted, it’s exhausted, it’s exhausted
And heart, my heart, my heart, my heart
My heart, my heart is exhausted
It’s exhausted

She knows when I get around she never deals
She knows when I been into another world
I can’t lie I’ve been at my other girls
And then gal in my heart give me another 12
Chasing more and if I had I lose her
The main one, she tall I juice her
I’m growing mad, made the girl sad ye
Other than that ain’t in the back ye

My heart, my heart, my heart, my heart
My heart, my heart, my heart can’t play it
My heart, my heart, my heart, my heart
My heart, my heart is
Exhausted, it’s exhausted, it’s exhausted
And heart, my heart, my heart, my heart
My heart, my heart is exhausted
It’s exhausted

Our money grow spend it
I’m trying to touch that ceiling
Poppin bottles, caught a million
Foreign car drop the ceiling
Get that type now call my dog
I ain’t trying to shop drive by that store
French Montana, cool boy talk
Dope boy not, dope boy walk
Want you baby f*ck that ho
Want you now can’t take none for
Wanna break bread, that shit hard

My heart, my heart, my heart, my heart
My heart, my heart, my heart can’t play it
My heart, my heart, my heart, my heart
My heart, my heart is
Exhausted, it’s exhausted, it’s exhausted
And heart, my heart, my heart, my heart
My heart, my heart is exhausted
It’s exhausted

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