[Intro]

Mikey Joe made this

[Verse]

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

We gotta make 2026 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 ain't 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, "It's only Europe, Catch, it's calm, I'll drive the Merc"

Thеn two hours later, text me, said his tyrе burst

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

But made sure he pulled up on me to do "Heinsenberg"

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 an L, I'm P like a broken foot

Cah broski, this white girl is lenger than Rosie Snook

Bare man are facadin' in his ting when I know they're shook

They ain't got no weapon 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 feelin' like we're blessed

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

Now I'm hittin' up promoters like, "I need another guest"

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

And I don't really need the streets

I got weird ass nobodies 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 stayin' out the way, I'm a straight reclusive

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

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

Nowadays it's all mind games, I like playin' 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 could 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 mans city off like a Haaland bookin'

Yeah, I see loads of these rappers viralin'

But take a look closer, you gon' see that he's spiralin'

Me, I need love and hate in equal measures

I withdraw my first million, I'mma 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 to respect your clients

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

Boogie said that he hears my songs and he gets inspired

I see niggas 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 dans, I'mma 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 honorable mention to Yars and Gusto

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

Ask about the game, darg, it's cutthroat

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 it's time, like

In the trench, you get snaked for the right price

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

How the fuck are 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 this spaceship

Cuz I see all these heart emojis on my Insta pages

But behind that, I feel the hatred

Oi, If I get 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 tappin' out through the buildin' 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 to 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 ain't a people person

Cah real talk, people scare me

That's why I'm ridin' in my vehicle, dirty

Cuz 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 shake

I'm the last of a dyin' breed

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

I gotta make this money bruh, I said no breaks

Full speed, I don't press no brakes

Cuz my mind frame 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 eight

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 actin' 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

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

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

You're broke and you're stressed so stressed, it's part of the story

Shootin' 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