[Intro: sample]
Bro, are we good? I'm good, are you good?
Yeah I'm good, bro, are we good?
I'm all good, are you good?
Yeah, I'm good. We're good then
[Verse 1: Riz Ahmed]
I did it for fucking nothing, had it all, all the applause
And awards, naughtiest little sorts, Michelin forks
It was nothing, never wait no more at the door
Didn't pay no more than couture, but what's it for?
It's for nothing, if we don't talk anymore
Born brotherly, now suddenly it's awkward to call
You were my hero, wanted you to rate me, but you're appalled
So I felt zero when my feet went up and down in the Noor
Yeah, you saw me at the Mеt and liked a comment that called
Mе out or being a pet of those who payed the wars
But you forget shoplift, Selfridge, fourth floor
Back in the day all your cared about was what we wore
It's off-key like the jackets we peeled
Shout you out on podiums, but phoning's too real
I shared your Palestine appeal, you said it wasn't on the grid
So I could maximise the deals, like what the fuck?
So If you miss me, hit me up then
Coachella, wish you were there, you woulda loved it
I missed the funeral, I know I shoulda rushed there
Instead I gave you my condolences in public
And you were right to pull me up there, yeah
I understand your upset, come we go for jumma
Then kebabish, bro, pull up a chair, we can talk it out
Or reminisce and patch it up, yeah, but I can't do this week
Next week? Nah, I can't do next (Can't do it)
I'm busy doing promo for the show that I'm scared to show you, bro
Tell you what, like, send me some times on text
[Verse 2: CASSISDEAD]
Yeah (Yeah) yeah, this shit is too false
You niggas two-faced, but l'm honest to a fault
I don't lock shit in the vault, don't be shocked when I see you
And I flip that switch on you, ten thousand volts
I was in the mud like a sick bull waiting for the bolt
Doin' the same shit, but wanting different results
Courvoisi' til I ain't got a pulse, left Conti' 10 tyre tracks on the asphalt
See, my boy fucked my girl when I was locked in a cell for assault
It helped get me bail
Only trust in yourself, you see, even sugar looks like soap
Yeah, you can't really tell
Shit changed so quick once I won gold
Fans marked up their skin, they joined the cult
Spent loads this year, really pushed out the boat
No, I mean it, I'm in the marina, I just pushed out the boat
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