Beautiful

By Chip

On London Boy

Released on December 25, 2012

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[Verse]

Even when I ain't on Capital I'm still seeing capital

Putting on for the capital, keep your gratitude

Sickest 90's baby UK's ever seen

Got a liver full of liquor and my lungs full of green

Past five, I've seen the game change

Seen niggas confuse the money with the fame

From the art to the chart, had a foot in both lanes

Bars swinging both ways, I call that Jessie J

These rappers couldn't test me on my worst day

Cuh I'm still blessed on my cursed day

I'll settle for runners-up, worst ways

Even if I come second, better's in the first place

Eyes on the stakes, mind on the cake

Fillet me on nigga, eye up the stakes

From pedal-biking in North, BMX with no brakes

The stewardess takin' snaps when I boards the plane

In my own lane, why they wanna take it?

Two things I never get; jealous or complacent

Still with the same friends, I don't see 'em changing

I'm with some real niggas gettin' white-boy wasted

One round, can I get a next?

More money more gyal, you know errytin bless

I got a couple hoes, the famous ones are the best

Cause they just want dick, nothing more nothing less

Yes, chain on, Sunny Delight nigga

Jasmine, fresh out the can, Sprite nigga

Every line's crack but I ain't a dope fiend

I'm with a white chick, her pussy pink like Codeine

One thing I learnt; hoes will be hoes

Yeah times change but real people don't

So R.I.P to the girl I used to see

And R.I.P to the girl she used to be

What will be will be and what's written is written

They told me it's impossible, I don't care for the mission

You know you're doing well when even your haters listen

And you're looking at your wristwatch and it ain't ticking (Swag)

Summer time, summer time, let the sun shine

Where I come from summer time means somebody dies (Northside)

It's new levels, new heights, still pushing

I just made it out the hood for everybody who couldn't

For every nigga rappin', for every nigga trappin'

For every nigga coming out of jail and goin' back in

An AK-47 flow, I let off automatic

The reason why every UK rapper's under panic