[Verse 1: Dave]
I didn't even use nitrous oxide
In Need for Speed on my old PlayStation
And the cost of livin' is, uh
How you die from balloons and survive inflation?
Ghetts is writin' a verse right now
I'll measure the time it takes him
Nought to sixty in 2.9
Who's gonna measure the time it's taken?
I feel like Bond in a DB9
But the mixed drink's stirred, not shaken
And the calamari in Cajun
My boy can't leave African food out his top five and go and eat Asian
What? Tsh
I'll tek him to Walworth Road and train him
I'll send money to a chick on my brother's behalf
As long as she call and mail him
Yacht-Master, never been sailin'
Left hand like Eddie Van Halen
My bredrin docked his dog
Got PTSD cah a man try tail him
And two napkins at dinner
'Cause you never know when some boy could stain him
Get back, draw for the MAC
Like Fenty, but she more for the MAC
On the A406 in a Peugeot 206
Squeeze four in the back
I do not do fictitious shit
My niggas do suspicious shit
Round here, the crack's stepped on
Like fuck all that superstitious shit, mm
Actin' like Deebo
Don't make sense like Iron Man startin' a fight with Magneto
I feel like Mike Lima Kilo
I done some fucked up shit in my life
I see a man that don't have money
Fightin' to get a prenup with his wife, wait
Tell him to keep it simple
I've got more millions in my bank account
Than I had blackheads and pimples
And that wouldn't change if a man got acne
If I start my car in Tower Hamlets, somebody gonna hear in Hackney
If I start my car in Lambeth, just know, yeah
She wanna know my type and shit
But Ghetts, I ain't inna that type of shit
The 16 inna that violent shit
Like real life inna that Viking shit
When it's time for that ridin' shit
We puttin' on kicks like Byron did
Light him
He'll struggle with a sentence like Biden did
I would have an A in business class
If grades got marked in flights and shit, uh
How you got a Jesus piece
And the Lord and Saviour's hair is straight?
I'm twenty-six with an Icon card already
And all of the flairy traits, uh
Robbed a man in Soho dark
Man probably scared him straight, it's
[Verse 2: Ghetts]
Life ain't the same any more
I even train in Diors
What do you think while you run?
Mid-thirties on a treadmill, my train of thought
When you was cool with the minimum wage
My militant brain was wagin' war
Life's mad, I saw the white flag
And thought to myself, "What you wavin' it for?"
Five years back, half a mill' in my account
And Experian said I got terrible credit
Borrow, borrow, spend, pay back, then borrow
Is that how the levels are all measured?
My accountant's very well-rounded
The madness comes with incredible methods
I built this shit brick by brick
What do you think of my architectural efforts?
I can't chill with dem boy dere any more
Cah we live in two different realities
Dem man are still robbin' poor people where we're from
And us man are givin' to charities
Baby, I don't do cinema dates
It's famous art, pictures, and galleries
I don't wanna argue, why would I raise my voice
And end up riskin' the clarity?
Old ting wanna go back to black
But she ain't ever heard Amy sing "Valerie"
David wanna go back to back
Cah we scrapped that riddim we did last January
As a matter of fact, as a matter of fact, fam, we should do this annually
Machine behind me, a man still done tings manually
Thought I was just gonna bang that boy in his face
Now look, I've exceeded expectations
New excuse for my behaviour
Definitely beats my previous explanation
Make a man struggle for air, that's serious deprivation
Stare at the wrong man too long, and experience escalation
I got paper, boy, what's the issue?
If I put some on your head, they'll miss you
Bro just came back home from a gun charge
Now he's in the gym all learnin' jiu-jitsu
This girl's talkin' mad on the phone
While I'm on loudspeaker, who's with you?
Phone back when you're on your own
To be continued
You's an MC in the firin' range
Tombstone birthdays and expiry date
Still killin' MCs with my walkin' stick
Hunchback, can't hear, retirin' age
Since man got P, I've acquired a taste
Black cod, and of course, I desired a steak
I can't recall what I felt prior to pain
You ain't got no sauce, you rely on a chain
Whatever you do, don't lie on my name
I'd rather die on this hill
I've seen too much man die on the mains
Mask on, don't know that it's me
Arya Stark when I try on a face
Always knew that time would come
That's why I kept my eye on the date
Vacation pendin'
I've been earth and fire nation bendin'
Woke up and heard a paigon sendin'
But they ain't never been in Jammer's basement, bredrin
You ain't walked in a room on serious smoke
And had man shakin', tremblin'
You ain't walked to the moon with Venus below
And then started an alien's engine
Give me space, give me room
Glock .45 send a boy's face for the moon
Make sure you never come back from the dead
I've got a Lara Croft that'll raid man's tomb
I'm in a shady Ray-Ban mood
If bae wants the wood, that's bae bamboo'd
I play Simon Says with the shooters
If only you knew what I've made man do
