Central Cee, Dave CRG

Slow down with the greatness, gotta take time Poles out on a bait ting on a date night They try imitate mine, that's a hate crime Bro’s in the can throwin' hands, that's a cage fight Big crib and the gate’s high, got the K9 ZK, knife sit right at the waistline Heard through the grapevine, it don't make wine They hope and they pray I don't stay high I changed when I got famous, I'll explain it My fam hatin', they say that I got favourites Paid, but I got payments upon payments I'm in pain, but I'm not blamin', I’m just sayin’ And my bro's bloodthirsty, he’s got cravings If he lean out the window, he's not aimin' 'Member hearin’ a door knock and it's bailiffs Now it's acres, I ain't even got neighbours (Yeah) Forty thousand square feet off of this pain Look at me, I got heart acres He don't know what heartache is I can't ask no one for a teaspoon of sugar, it's tough, got no neighbours My uncles had no papers We sold sweets in school, made sense that the mandem grew up and sold flavours Wanted a million so much, went to the perfume store, bought Paco Rabanne TSG had me in the back of the van and prang Wanna book a flight, Japan I'm on the private jet and the pilot's tellin' me jokes, sellin' me land I'm drivin' on a ban, true say, I got disqualifications Askin' God, why bless me? I'm a sinner, why bless me when I've sinned? I don't care if the next man lose, I just wanna see us man win Business class is free, so my mum takes every snack and every drink For the times that we struggled and we never had I get on my–, I'm tellin' 'em Slow down with the greatness, gotta take time Poles out on a bait ting on a date night They try imitate mine, that's a hate crime Bro's in the can throwin' hands, that's a cage fight Big crib and the gate's high, got the K9 ZK, knife sit right at the waistline Heard through the grapevine, it don't make wine They hope and they pray I don't stay high I changed when I got famous, I'll explain it My fam hatin', they say that I got favourites Paid, but I got payments upon payments I'm in pain, but I'm not blamin', I'm just sayin' And my bro's bloodthirsty, he's got cravings If he lean out the window, he's not aimin' 'Member hearin' a door knock and it's bailiffs Now it's acres, I ain't even got neighbours You know that you're rich when you get a new crib But it don't have a number, shit's got a name My white ting said she only listen to house But she listen to rap if it's Cench or Dave Twenty-five and I'm sittin' on twenty-five M Mummy ain't gotta stress, now the rent get paid And they wonder why they ain't gettin' blessed same way 'Cause they ain't on takin' the risk that we– Practice makes perfect, and I'm scratchin' the surface, expandin' I was sofa surfin', no mattress And I slept in the trap, smelled like cat piss Now I'm with a Scarlett Johansson A-list actress said I'm so handsome When I wanted a 'fit, I would go Camden Now it's Rodeo Drive, let's go Lanvin Nobody else from London's gone Hollywood, just Cee or the boy Damson Twenty bags for the sofa and one lamp And I got marble floors, I ain't got damp any more Tom Ford fragrance well pampered And my passport full, so they can't stamp it In Dubai and I'm stayin' in Atlantis I ain't snapped it once 'cause I'm not gassed I'm front row at the fashion show, tryna see which model that I wanna fuck next She watchin' her weight 'cause she doin' campaigns Tell her, "Ride this dick", she ain't done enough steps I see those guys from other side On a keto diet, 'cause they don't get bread Money don't buy happiness 'cause I'm upset The more money that you get, make you give a fuck less Slow down with the greatness Gotta take time Poles out on a bait ting on a date night They try imitate mine, that's a hate crime Bro's in the can throwin' hands, that's a cage fight Big crib and the gate's high, got the K9 ZK, knife sit right at the waistline Heard through the grapevine, it don't make wine