Central Cee Walk In Wardrobe
Before I had a walk-in wardrobe No car, I was ten toes Walkin' through the war zone She don't like takin' the pill, so I'm pullin' out, it plays with her hormones Fuck love, I need more poles Fucked up, that was just my luck, when bro got touched, didn't die but he almost did Right now, me and him ain't the closest Goin' through the motions My girl said I'm emotionless Heart cold like the Polar Express They call me the voice of the street cah I speak on relevance Top ten in my scene, that's еvident When I relеase, I compete with Americans My young G still needs development Stick with a silencer, and now it's got a speech impediment, uh Ss-ss-stutterin', gotta leave, I'm sorry I'm anxious Everyone's gangsters Until it's time to ride and man start makin' excuse 'bout cameras I won't glamourise this life, FaceTimin' the guys and it don't look glamorous May the strong survive, may the pagans die I don't even beef those guys, they sayin' my name to create some hype This one want a one-night stand, politely decline, she ain't my type I'm sorry, Ms Jackson, I never meant to make her cry I never entertain these guys, if I want drama, then my girl gon' start some How the fuck you gon' argue with me when my flight departin'? How you gon' raise your voice at me? You're in my apartment Had to swallow my pride and ask my guy for help, that hurt 'cause I don't like askin' I don't know how to make a song, I just rhyme on beat and say how I feel Mum said, "Don't ever trust no one that claims they're real" I'm real, I ain't gotta say that I'm real, the brodem know how I roll I know, these women all come and they go, I know that she ain't my girl I'm not in the mood for socialisin', I'm sittin' in silence I won't form an alliance if I don't like how your vibe is Trap runnin' like Uber Eats, big up the delivery drivers Some shit don't sit right with me, you live and you learn, I can't live in this climate Freedom riskin', the feds keep on friskin' Before you get time to back out your knife, K1's gonna reach for his ting So let's be realistic I told her play with her pussy, I don't even care if her nails are acrylic How you my girl and don't know my lyrics? I ain't treatin' no ho like a princess, baby, I'm losin' interest Let's play Who's The Baddest or let's play Who's The Richest A2 gave him the ting, if they come through, then you better use his index They're gonna underestimate when you ain't got a million views on a vid yet Hold on, chat Cee is tapped in I know drama sells, the Internet make me laugh out loud Everyone talkin' behind computers, what you gon' do if my dog come round? I might make the young G come to your show with the stick, like Moses, part the crowd I ran that time cah I'm only human, I got caught lackin', my guard was down Leng, she out of my league, all of my bitches badder than me Serious risk with the pack that day, had bare class A in the Addison Lee I felt like Mitch, I felt like Meech, I felt like me, ten bands in a week Hoes in the studio, I'm tryna record, let's multitask, get down on your knees Cancel the Uber if it ain't tinted, I can't ride if the whip transparent I can't even go to the petrol station, one wrong move and you'll slip in traffic Tables turned, and the plot just twisted like when ghost got wigged by Tariq Ten-car convoy deep on the euro tunnel, I'm takin' a trip to– I don't care if they call my album a classic I could go and retire right now off the hits that I got, so I don't need to panic I don't need promo runs or PR stunts, everything organic You don't wanna test my gangster, try get close and see what happens Nobody makes it far where I'm from So they say that I sold my soul, bro, I ain't even sold my masters Drop to my knees in a dirty bando, I talk to God like I need some answers If I go broke, I'll do it all over again, all I need is a phone and charger I just ordered a stab-proof vest cah they said that they want man dead
