London Fog

[Intro: Westside Gunn]

Ayo, don't hand me that shit unless it's blue

I only fuck with blue money

(Griselda) Wipe my tears off with it, man

My man just killed my other man

It's like that where I'm from, we used to it

(Griselda)

[Verse 1: Westside Gunn]

I'm out in London rockin' London Fog

Before I ever starve I'ma fuckin' rob

Lookin' pretty in that ski mask, you know the God

Some outfits from before cover, remix the Raf Simons

Black said, "Fuck the money, send the mad bitches"

My last day in prison, I dropped a tear for 'em

'Cause he got forty left and a nigga forty

Surface to air, beware

Stared at you niggas from a land

Brrt, this dab pen got me spaced out

We hella trippy, GLOCK-11 blew his brains out

Swimmin' through this blood money filled with [?] trunks

Dior old jumper, De La Soul dunks

I been locked up for guns and drugs, guns and drugs

You can check my resumé

I been locked up for guns and drugs, guns and drugs

You can keep all the money

I'ma just take the guns and drugs, guns and drugs

[Verse 2: Lord Apex]

Come on, man, AP, big gas, yeah, man, east to west

I just get money out the way, keep it simple (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)

Nigga, I ain't been locked up for shit, still gon' talk my talk

Still get caught, approached on the Hotep tip

For backends, the only time we took them hotel trips

Old dog drip when they pee, grab the no cell zips

I took that to the head, made forty bands on the bed

Relocated down to the east and shit got funny for a sec'

Miyagi started outside but make more money on the 'net

Yeah boy, I love some gold, but I ain't fond of the baguettes, uh

I overloaded, hope I don't overdose

Open toast, that's kay-drip

Make a nigga see ghosts, East coast, he step foot on

He too on with no futon

That oolong tea and my meditative stance means I get shit

Regret quick and change to some vex tick

Balled up, sittin' on some hurt, got you swallowed up

You live by the gun, the same shit got you hollowed up

Your brother got shot, the same shot that was followed up

Rather get a check with no sweat than go double up

I play smooth 'til I'm hoppin' out that tight coupe

Might find Miyagi out in Harlow in some Nike boots

[Outro]

The movie-turned-cameraman drove through fog-shrouded London through a port on the traffic chaos

It's a menace, this choking, eye-watering smog

Traffic in London was completely at a standstill on many occasions

In fact, the fog was the worst on record for many a year

It's been cold, as well as foggy, you may have noticed

Emergency flares guide traffic through city streets, plunged in bloom

Britain was back in the dark ages