Yeah

It's 2am I'm in Colony Club, I'm messaging Colin Batsa

We gotta make 2026 be a horrid chapter

We're gang members tryna be popstars

Fuck pop, man I really want papa Oscar Papa

I know rappers that got MOBO awards should've won a BAFTA

Ah man that's shady of me that's a lot of Saxa

Have you ever been delusionally poor but knew you'd win?

Like right now my pockets aint broke, they just got a fracture

Dave linked me before his tour, he forgot his camera

In a rush to the airport and then he still missed his flight

He said "Its only Europe Catch, it's calm I'll drive the Merc"

Then two hours later text me said his tyre burst

Me, I felt guilty as fuck, he was tryna work

But made sure he pulled up on me to do Heisenberg

I said "my bad bro", he said "complete the mission"

Yeah man, I guess that he sees the vision

We reached the destinations from the roads we took

And we don't do better even though we all know we should

Even if I take a L, I'm P like a broken foot

Cah broski this white girl is lenger than Rosie Snook

Bare man are facading in this ting when I know they're shook

They ain't got no weapons in their pants, they're holding wood

New boots, still gotta make sure the old pair's good

Send him O check on him, make sure the au pair's good

And broski I'm a B O double S

So I don't entertain hype or give a T O double S

I just mind my business and sip my V O double S

And I'm sorry that this lifestyle makes us see each other less

We came a long way my bro, I'm feeling like we're blessed

'Member us standing in the cold and we could see each other's breaths

Now I'm hitting up promoters like "I need another guest"

But me and my old friends ain't speaking, it's a mess

And I don't really need the stress

I got weird ass nobody's makin rumours

Please don't mix me with them cah we're makin music

Aye the truth is, you better listen up carefully

You're still a loser even if you win the race when you're racin' losers

Same hand I write with, is the same one I shaved the yout with

Paranoid I'm staying out the way, I'm a straight reclusive

You ever seen the feathers leave an op boy's puffer jacket?

Stabbed him up, left the Canada and just take the Gooses

Nowadays it's all mind games, I love playing stupid

I'll let you think whatever you want, you made the blueprint

Back then the agents in my life would trace my movements

Nowadays the agents in my life are Craig D'Souza's

You all say what you'd do if you was me, I'm like darg you couldn't

Cah how you still live a hard life, all that hard you juggin?

How can I leave the game bro? I can't, I couldn't

Especially when this white girl is lenger than Charley Snookums

I'm the motivation in my hood, I just started cookin'

How can you hate on this, you're seein' how hard we pushin'

If the feds cuff my wrists then put me away

It's gonna piss Man's City off like a Haaland Booking

Yeah I see loads of these rappers viraling

But take a look closer, you gonna see that he's spiraling

Me I need, love and hate in equal measures

I withdraw my first million, imma need all tenners

Shoulda saw the jury members' face when they read my priors

I sat down with my mum and I said "they're liars"

I made my runners run that strip until their legs were tired

One thing I taught all of them was respect your clients

The guys say I'm the coldest in this game, but I guess they're biased

Boogie said he hears my songs and he gets inspired

I see **** that are demons, right?

I rise it on them and they be like, "Jesus Christ" I guess they're pious

But shoutout to my day one fans, imma give you thanks

If you sat down for how long I sat it would give you cramps

My middle man should be an alchy, all the drinks you drank

We done more brown boxes than Chris Eubanks

I don't even smoke weed, I had to rass it up though

Here's an honourable mention to Yars and Gusto

Shout my bro Jess, here's a glass to us bro

Ask about the game, darg its cut-throat

Cah

Me and Sharms came up on knife fights

And now we're like Jay Z and Ty Ty

I'm a star mum, they play me on drive time

I put baddies on my snap, I came home and got the craziest side eye

But the game is the game and it's my time

They love me now, but truth is they gonna hate when its time, like

In the trench you get snaked for the right price

Fiends for the dreams, I really wanna see a stadium shine bright

How the fuck you gonna squeal in stations?

I hope your co-defendant spills the statements

Give me all the years, the feds know they won't kill or break this

Oi, I wish that I could build a spaceship

Coz I see all these heart emojis on my Insta pages

But behind that I feel the hatred

Oi if I get a Top 40 mixtape then yeah, that's great

But if I don't you know I'm still the greatest

Not once did I feel like tapping out through the building stages

Even when I used to feel deflated

I won't embarrass my mum and tell the fans we had milk and Jacobs

When I know that we had meals for ages

I ain't antisocial, I'm just weird I can't deal with strangers

I can't chill with strangers

If I'm honest, sometimes I can't chill with the mandem

I feel my own friends wanna see me killed and nameless

Aye jealousy's an illness, ain't it?

When I used to link baddies, they wouldn't get the addy

Probably send someone drill my bases

So I tell them I'm a few doors down, and if it all goes down

Then it's on you if they kill the neighbours

It's a filthy game, this

But you've never had a real G nervous, and I ain't scared of no guilty verdicts

We ain't accident murderers, aye round here you get killed on purpose

Go jail like "yeah, he still deserved it"

I gotta scratch my head like

"How the fuck they so fake on the road but sound real on verses?"

And loyalty's priceless

You can't buy your friends, I promise in the end it will feel worthless

I aint a people person

Cah real talk, people scare me

That's why i'm riding in my vehicle, dirty

Coz my options are: an early grave or get recalled early

No brainer it's a recall clearly, duh

I pray my trappers get home safe

You catch a case and pray your legs don't share

I'm the last of a dying breed

When I die I hope that's what my headstone says

I gotta get this money bro, I said no breaks

Full speed, I don't press no brakes

Coz my mindframe is: press cocaine or ride a bird

What's the difference? It's a stretch both ways

Fuck a kilogram

I want my reload like 10 stone 8

I got it with me inside this Audi

I frighten bad boys with my flicky, I'm Michael Myers

You scare kids, you're like Mike Wazowski

I uploaded my main ting, I got my side ting rowdy

And now she's acting like she's fine without me

This machine make your head hit the mat like the guys in Saudi

I'm from Lewisham, I fly this proudly

You wanna be me? Go jail, it's part of the story

Get snaked by your best friend, it's part of the story

Feeling like the pain won't end, it's part of the story

Hearing that your best friend's dead, it's all part of the story

You're broke and you're stressed, so stressed

It's part of the story

Shooting at guys you used to love, it's part of the story

Betrayed by the girl that you trust, it's part of the story

But I'm The Elephant In The Room, it's hard to ignore me