No introduction needed, but girls still ask what my name is
Tryna pretend they don't know who Cee is, like
Like anytime I get on the mic, it don't cover a hundred regions
Sweden, Norwegian, New Zealand, Australian, Arab, Armenian, even Asia and Indonesian
Spittin' on beats on usin' similes, but their lyrics ain't got no meanin'
If we see blue lights and think that it's cops, we're not gonna stop, we're breezin'
Lock the lock, it won't stop us schemin', I lost FDot and it got me grievin'
Posted by the convenience store with a pack of the raw, so it's not convenient
I wanna live a simplistic life, but that's unrealistic, right?
I miss the times, two-man step, take one for the team and assist my guy
God ain't give me the gift to write, won't lie, I been on a consistent grind
When I was broke, they didn't wan' talk, now I made it, they want me to give advice
Me and Ybeeez in matchin' Rolls', step out the store with two new Cullis
Stepped in the room and they feel my aura, that was before I had music money
I came up with the bros, I post a throwback and the whole crew look bummy
Before man snaked me, I already saw it comin', I clocked he was movin' funny
Huh, no introduction needed, but girls still ask what my name is
Tryna pretend they don't know who Cee is, like
Like anytime I get on the mic, it don't cover a hundred regions
Sweden, Norwegian, New Zealand, Australian, Arab, Armenian, even Asia
Sounds like a M16 when the engine starts
Think you're the shit, bitch? Turn on your whip, does your engine fart?
Two left feet and I don't have rhythm, but my chain and my pendant dance
Life when you live in the ends is hard, the things that I seen make me question God, uh, alright
I'm feelin' pain, but I can't complain, my life was harder before the fame
Lost some people along the way and I miss them bad when I contemplate
Shoot my shot and it's wet like Steph, but I don't play for the Golden State
It's bait that my bro got the poker tucked, he can't even put on a poker face
What are these jokers on? They keep sendin', but I don't respond
The big dot-dot ain't little like Durk, it's OTF like, "Long live Von"
The UK's not what you see on films, bro's in the block with the longest wand
Deathly hollows will fly out the chamber, bro try poke and hunt this don
I hear them talkin', seein' the tweets, I'm seein' the forums
Seein' them mention everyone else but me like say that I'm not important
All of the moves that I make in America's makin' it easier for them
First half of the year I done a hundred shows, you can see I been tourin'
If it weren't for the work that I put in in Paris, none of these guys would've gone to Europe
The codeine mixin' up with the Phenny, I fall asleep when I sip on syrup
Look in my eyes and see I been through it, come straight off a plane, get straight back to it
She asked what my name is, tryna pretend she don't know that I'm famous and already knew it, haha
Central Cee - Can't Rush Greatness Album Lyrics
Central Cee - Can't Rush Greatness Lyrics
(Featuring Young Miko, 21 Savage, Dave, Lil Durk, Skepta, Lil Baby)
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
5 Star
If you got what it takes, I'll take it
This shit took ages
Should know that you can't rush greatness
But you're too impatient
One million views ain't famous
I need me a crib, no neighbours, mad
I need me a thousand acres
Can't wait till a man's on—
Let's reignite that flame, I f*cked some hoes, they ain't quite the same
I've got more money than all of my elders even though they are twice my age
I just reunited with some of the killies, I gotta remind 'em that lifе has changed
Previously, it was crime that paid, but now, I gеt by in a righteous way
Push bike time I would ride in the rain, now I'm takin' a flight for the climate change
Long-haul flight and I'm flyin' commercial, if I'm in Europe, it's private planes
You seen what happened to PnB Rock? I can't even wine and dine these days
We got somethin' in common with hockey, why? Cah we all got ice and blades
I felt like a prick when I went to the BRITs and they gave the award to a guy called Aitch
I had my acceptance speech prepared like, "Long live F's", I'm goin' insane
And free all the guys inside of the cage, uh
I need a bitch that's bougie and don't give bruddas the time of day
If they don't wanna f*ck, I don't try persuade
I look in the mirror and big up myself, I'm feelin' myself, I'm kinda vain
I don't think that these guys relate, they've never experienced this type of pain
Claustrophobic, I'm feelin' stressed, I can't find the exit, life's a maze
Pinch myself, I feel like I'm dreamin', but I'm not asleep, I'm wide awake
If you got what it takes, I'll take it
This shit took ages
Should know that you can't rush greatness
But you're too impatient
One million views ain't famous
I need me a crib, no neighbours, mad
I need me a thousand acres
Can't wait till a man's on—
Remember the meals were microwaved
Now my private chef is askin' how do I like my steak
Now my driver's wage is two hundred racks a year, I got private plates
I never had nowhere to go, sometimes I'd spend a whole night on train
Now the crib's so big, I just hired a maid
The opps ain't makin' it out of the hood, I can find out where my rivals stay
I see blue lights in the distance, is it police, ambulance or fire brigade?
My eyes dilated, the line vibratin', it's 4 in the mornin', my grind insane
I know the pagans are aggravated, I got the whole gang on the Wireless stage
Five years in and I'm still the same, can't say that I've changed despite the fame
The jack boys tryna find a stain, if they're in the club, then hide your chain
I know the opps got sticks as well, but the guns we bought got wider range, uh
They can't keep my name out their mouth, sus, they actually might be—
Look, my family stay out the way, when they see the camera, they hide their face
CRG, I quite like this pace, back out the rod and bite the bait
We get on our grind and hibernate, they go on the net, start typin' hate
At the end of the day when my time does come, they'll write my name alongside the greats
If you got what it takes, I'll take it
You ready for another spoiler?
This shit took ages
I've always been a man of bold predictions
Should know that you can't rush greatness
And I'm predictin' that this guy right here
But you're too impatient
Star in the makin'
One million views ain't famous
Comin' out of West London
I need me a crib, no neighbours, mad
Some of you may know the name
I need me a thousand acres
But for those who don't, it's my guy
Can't wait till a man's on—
Central Cee
This shit took ages
Should know that you can't rush greatness
But you're too impatient
One million views ain't famous
I need me a crib, no neighbours, mad
I need me a thousand acres
Can't wait till a man's on—
Let's reignite that flame, I f*cked some hoes, they ain't quite the same
I've got more money than all of my elders even though they are twice my age
I just reunited with some of the killies, I gotta remind 'em that lifе has changed
Previously, it was crime that paid, but now, I gеt by in a righteous way
Push bike time I would ride in the rain, now I'm takin' a flight for the climate change
Long-haul flight and I'm flyin' commercial, if I'm in Europe, it's private planes
You seen what happened to PnB Rock? I can't even wine and dine these days
We got somethin' in common with hockey, why? Cah we all got ice and blades
I felt like a prick when I went to the BRITs and they gave the award to a guy called Aitch
I had my acceptance speech prepared like, "Long live F's", I'm goin' insane
And free all the guys inside of the cage, uh
I need a bitch that's bougie and don't give bruddas the time of day
If they don't wanna f*ck, I don't try persuade
I look in the mirror and big up myself, I'm feelin' myself, I'm kinda vain
I don't think that these guys relate, they've never experienced this type of pain
Claustrophobic, I'm feelin' stressed, I can't find the exit, life's a maze
Pinch myself, I feel like I'm dreamin', but I'm not asleep, I'm wide awake
If you got what it takes, I'll take it
This shit took ages
Should know that you can't rush greatness
But you're too impatient
One million views ain't famous
I need me a crib, no neighbours, mad
I need me a thousand acres
Can't wait till a man's on—
Remember the meals were microwaved
Now my private chef is askin' how do I like my steak
Now my driver's wage is two hundred racks a year, I got private plates
I never had nowhere to go, sometimes I'd spend a whole night on train
Now the crib's so big, I just hired a maid
The opps ain't makin' it out of the hood, I can find out where my rivals stay
I see blue lights in the distance, is it police, ambulance or fire brigade?
My eyes dilated, the line vibratin', it's 4 in the mornin', my grind insane
I know the pagans are aggravated, I got the whole gang on the Wireless stage
Five years in and I'm still the same, can't say that I've changed despite the fame
The jack boys tryna find a stain, if they're in the club, then hide your chain
I know the opps got sticks as well, but the guns we bought got wider range, uh
They can't keep my name out their mouth, sus, they actually might be—
Look, my family stay out the way, when they see the camera, they hide their face
CRG, I quite like this pace, back out the rod and bite the bait
We get on our grind and hibernate, they go on the net, start typin' hate
At the end of the day when my time does come, they'll write my name alongside the greats
If you got what it takes, I'll take it
You ready for another spoiler?
This shit took ages
I've always been a man of bold predictions
Should know that you can't rush greatness
And I'm predictin' that this guy right here
But you're too impatient
Star in the makin'
One million views ain't famous
Comin' out of West London
I need me a crib, no neighbours, mad
Some of you may know the name
I need me a thousand acres
But for those who don't, it's my guy
Can't wait till a man's on—
Central Cee
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Gata
[Young Miko & Central Cee]
Vida pública, los viaje' en privado
Mala mía que no he contesta'o
Una pa' pasar la vida, la otra el rato
Son dos shortie' con el culote apreta'o
Mucha' gata', gata' a fogata, toa' las prenda' y la plata
No es crecía', es que ahora estamo' conectao' (Hm)
[Central Cee]
Is it me or the GBP? I don't know if she really wants Cee for Cee
It could be the GIAs or the G5 plane, I don't know what the reason be
When we step in the field, you can tell we ain't scared, no security guard, we was three-man deep
My old clients are proud of the kid, they remember me sellin' Sativa weed, uh
I like regular girls, we f*cked in her parents' house
She's surprised I remember it well
'Cause I've been all over the world and back, get a bag and a pair of them heels
Balenci' bag with the mirror attached so she can stare at herself, alright
The seats go all the way back in the Maybach, put your feet up and enjoy the ride
I was gonna book her a Uber until she said that she's living in Croydon side, uh
I'm avoidin' the hype, huh
She do OnlyFans, if she f*ckin' with man, then her sales gon' spike
I ain't gotta give her the PIN to my Amex
You can take it and just tap it
The way that she shake it, it's a talent, uh
Same-day laundry service 'cause she got makeup on my jacket
I lived in the hood with the crackheads, now my neighbour is a Karen, huh
Got A-listers, but I don't discriminate, I got one workin' in retail
I can't keep up with my Gen Z ting, first it was TikTok, now she on BeReal
Brown skin, but she lives in Surrey, she whitewash, it ain't three nil
Back then, I would take her to Nando's, fill up the water cup with the refill
Now it's Beverly Hills in Mr. Chow or Mayfair in Park Chinois
I feel like a snob when I'm givin' the keys to the valet and tell him to park the car, uh
I'm a dog, I'm starvin' hungry, tell the waiter, "Bring the starters fast", uh, alright
[Young Miko]
Vida pública, los viaje' en privado
Mala mía que no he contesta'o
Una pa' pasar la vida, la otra el rato
Son dos shortie' con el culote apreta'o
Mucha' gata', gata' a fogata, toa' las prenda' y la plata
No es crecía', es que ahora estamo' conectao' (Ey)
[Young Miko]
Desde el calentón, el 806, solo ha cambia'o el salario
PR es chiquito y su gente es gigante, de ahí es que saco los ovario'
Esto no es por moda y tampoco es el clout, hacemo' lo que sea necesario
Todavía estoy loading, sin apretar, ya los que callamo' fueron varios
Ahora en París Fashion Week, la torre se ve desde el cuarto
Blinda'o el SUV, humo cherry, par de baguettes en el Caflon
Si la veo desde la tarima y me gusta, la trepo pa' ver su reaction
Se la vive conmigo acá arriba, ver cómo la miran le da satisfaction
Ey, si el party está bueno, yeah, I don't wanna leave
Afuera está el Whip Jet blanco, push start, ahora no tiene keys
Van par de día' que no duermo, ¿cuál es el cuarto? No me acuerdo
Solo sé que es el piso má' alto, ahí es que las parto y luego me pierdo
Deuces, deuces, no quiero tu número, I won't use it
Yo te hablo claro, no excuses, dime cómo prefiere' las luce'
Pide to' lo que quiera', mi reina, me encanta cuando te me luce'
Pero no te enamore' if I treat you right 'cause baby there's eight other muses
[Young Miko]
Vida pública, los viaje' en privado
Mala mía que no he contesta'o
Una pa' pasar la vida, la otra el rato
Son dos shortie' con el culote apreta'o
Mucha' gata', gata' a fogata, toa' las prenda' y la plata
No es crecía', es que ahora estamo' conectao' (Ey)
Vida pública, los viaje' en privado
Mala mía que no he contesta'o
Una pa' pasar la vida, la otra el rato
Son dos shortie' con el culote apreta'o
Mucha' gata', gata' a fogata, toa' las prenda' y la plata
No es crecía', es que ahora estamo' conectao' (Hm)
[Central Cee]
Is it me or the GBP? I don't know if she really wants Cee for Cee
It could be the GIAs or the G5 plane, I don't know what the reason be
When we step in the field, you can tell we ain't scared, no security guard, we was three-man deep
My old clients are proud of the kid, they remember me sellin' Sativa weed, uh
I like regular girls, we f*cked in her parents' house
She's surprised I remember it well
'Cause I've been all over the world and back, get a bag and a pair of them heels
Balenci' bag with the mirror attached so she can stare at herself, alright
The seats go all the way back in the Maybach, put your feet up and enjoy the ride
I was gonna book her a Uber until she said that she's living in Croydon side, uh
I'm avoidin' the hype, huh
She do OnlyFans, if she f*ckin' with man, then her sales gon' spike
I ain't gotta give her the PIN to my Amex
You can take it and just tap it
The way that she shake it, it's a talent, uh
Same-day laundry service 'cause she got makeup on my jacket
I lived in the hood with the crackheads, now my neighbour is a Karen, huh
Got A-listers, but I don't discriminate, I got one workin' in retail
I can't keep up with my Gen Z ting, first it was TikTok, now she on BeReal
Brown skin, but she lives in Surrey, she whitewash, it ain't three nil
Back then, I would take her to Nando's, fill up the water cup with the refill
Now it's Beverly Hills in Mr. Chow or Mayfair in Park Chinois
I feel like a snob when I'm givin' the keys to the valet and tell him to park the car, uh
I'm a dog, I'm starvin' hungry, tell the waiter, "Bring the starters fast", uh, alright
[Young Miko]
Vida pública, los viaje' en privado
Mala mía que no he contesta'o
Una pa' pasar la vida, la otra el rato
Son dos shortie' con el culote apreta'o
Mucha' gata', gata' a fogata, toa' las prenda' y la plata
No es crecía', es que ahora estamo' conectao' (Ey)
[Young Miko]
Desde el calentón, el 806, solo ha cambia'o el salario
PR es chiquito y su gente es gigante, de ahí es que saco los ovario'
Esto no es por moda y tampoco es el clout, hacemo' lo que sea necesario
Todavía estoy loading, sin apretar, ya los que callamo' fueron varios
Ahora en París Fashion Week, la torre se ve desde el cuarto
Blinda'o el SUV, humo cherry, par de baguettes en el Caflon
Si la veo desde la tarima y me gusta, la trepo pa' ver su reaction
Se la vive conmigo acá arriba, ver cómo la miran le da satisfaction
Ey, si el party está bueno, yeah, I don't wanna leave
Afuera está el Whip Jet blanco, push start, ahora no tiene keys
Van par de día' que no duermo, ¿cuál es el cuarto? No me acuerdo
Solo sé que es el piso má' alto, ahí es que las parto y luego me pierdo
Deuces, deuces, no quiero tu número, I won't use it
Yo te hablo claro, no excuses, dime cómo prefiere' las luce'
Pide to' lo que quiera', mi reina, me encanta cuando te me luce'
Pero no te enamore' if I treat you right 'cause baby there's eight other muses
[Young Miko]
Vida pública, los viaje' en privado
Mala mía que no he contesta'o
Una pa' pasar la vida, la otra el rato
Son dos shortie' con el culote apreta'o
Mucha' gata', gata' a fogata, toa' las prenda' y la plata
No es crecía', es que ahora estamo' conectao' (Ey)
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
St. Patrick's
Yo, oi, you're calling man early, you better have an explanation for this
Mikey, this motherf*cker finessed me, the money he gave me was fake
Huh?
We did video, he said "alright," hopped in a rose gold Maybach then drove off
He's in a trapstar soccer jersey, he had me meet him in Shepherd's Bush, that's where I am right now
Oh f*ck, i don't know what I'ma do
Sounds like a you problem
Cash rules everything around me
C.R.E.A.M., get the money
Dollar, dollar bill, y'all
Cash rules everything around me
C.R.E.A.M., get the money
Dollar, dollar bill, y'all
Cash rules everythin' around me, I'm about the green, like today's St. Patrick's
Bro got the pack in the mail, he's trackin', gassed as soon as it lands in Gatwick
Beef goes hand in hand with the rap ting, so we get bands and spend it on—
She don't wanna f*ck me on the first date, then get out of here 'cause I need me a ratchet
I'm on a roll, I just hit two hoes, that's one more goal and I got me a hat trick
Take man's sweet one, robbin' Baskin, posted up like where are the gyaldem?
Blacked out Canada Goose, all matchin', who's outside? That's me and the mandem
F*ck the award ceremony speech, I done it myself, so who am I thankin'?
Step in the club, let me see wagwan, I'm tryna go yard with somebody's daughter
These American girls keep laughin' any time I say, "Bottle of water"
She don't wanna pay for her BBL herself, she's lookin' for someone to sponsor
Put the Lambo' truck in Corsa, of course I remember the Vauxhall Astra
Break her back like chiropractor, slapped it, makin' her eyes roll back
Her waist so thin and her thighs all fat, take pics in the gym, but she lipo that
Don't call me and talk 'bout crime, I'm prang, I keep on thinkin' my iPhone's tapped
I'm grateful that I get by off rap, but I'm not gonna lie, I don't mind the trap
Cash rules everythin' around me, I'm about the green, like today's St. Patrick's
Bro got the pack in the mail, he's trackin', gassed as soon as it lands in Gatwick
Beef goes hand in hand with the rap ting, so we get bands and spend it on—
She don't wanna f*ck me on the first date, then get out of here 'cause I need me a ratchet
I'm on a roll, I just hit two hoes, that's one more goal and I got me a hat trick
Take man's sweet one Robbins-Baskin, posted up like where are the gyaldem?
Blacked out Canada Goose, all matchin', who's outside? That's me and the mandem
F*ck the award ceremony speech, I done it myself, so who am I thankin'?
Bim-bim, bim this bim I'm bimmin'
Whine of the window, he's catchin' a shillin'
Beam-beam named beam, this jewellery gleamin'
Cover your eyes, don't lose your vision
I love money and pretty women
She can take dick from the way she sittin' (Uh-huh)
Am I gonna line this Kylie bird? It depends on the way they ship it
All year round I land in Paris
True say the mandem stand on business
Got a band, run in Barcelona
All she do is chat and f*ck for fitness
We keep in winter, Canada Goose holdin' a six shot
London boys in Moncler Mayas
LV pouch got Kovi, sick cunts
Cash rules everythin' around us, about the green, like today's St. Patrick's
Bro got the pack in the mail, he's trackin', gassed as soon as it lands in Gatwick
Beef goes hand in hand with the rap ting, so we get bands and spend it on—
She don't wanna f*ck me on the first date, then get out of here 'cause I need me a ratchet
I'm on a roll, I just hit two hoes, that's one more goal and I got me a hat trick
Take man's sweet one Robbins-Baskin, posted up like where are the gyaldem?
Blacked out Canada Goose, all matchin', who's outside? That's me and the mandem
F*ck the award ceremony speech, I done it myself, so who am I thankin'?
Ahh, you know, I'm not really a newcomer though
But I'ma accept it nevertheless
Mikey, this motherf*cker finessed me, the money he gave me was fake
Huh?
We did video, he said "alright," hopped in a rose gold Maybach then drove off
He's in a trapstar soccer jersey, he had me meet him in Shepherd's Bush, that's where I am right now
Oh f*ck, i don't know what I'ma do
Sounds like a you problem
Cash rules everything around me
C.R.E.A.M., get the money
Dollar, dollar bill, y'all
Cash rules everything around me
C.R.E.A.M., get the money
Dollar, dollar bill, y'all
Cash rules everythin' around me, I'm about the green, like today's St. Patrick's
Bro got the pack in the mail, he's trackin', gassed as soon as it lands in Gatwick
Beef goes hand in hand with the rap ting, so we get bands and spend it on—
She don't wanna f*ck me on the first date, then get out of here 'cause I need me a ratchet
I'm on a roll, I just hit two hoes, that's one more goal and I got me a hat trick
Take man's sweet one, robbin' Baskin, posted up like where are the gyaldem?
Blacked out Canada Goose, all matchin', who's outside? That's me and the mandem
F*ck the award ceremony speech, I done it myself, so who am I thankin'?
Step in the club, let me see wagwan, I'm tryna go yard with somebody's daughter
These American girls keep laughin' any time I say, "Bottle of water"
She don't wanna pay for her BBL herself, she's lookin' for someone to sponsor
Put the Lambo' truck in Corsa, of course I remember the Vauxhall Astra
Break her back like chiropractor, slapped it, makin' her eyes roll back
Her waist so thin and her thighs all fat, take pics in the gym, but she lipo that
Don't call me and talk 'bout crime, I'm prang, I keep on thinkin' my iPhone's tapped
I'm grateful that I get by off rap, but I'm not gonna lie, I don't mind the trap
Cash rules everythin' around me, I'm about the green, like today's St. Patrick's
Bro got the pack in the mail, he's trackin', gassed as soon as it lands in Gatwick
Beef goes hand in hand with the rap ting, so we get bands and spend it on—
She don't wanna f*ck me on the first date, then get out of here 'cause I need me a ratchet
I'm on a roll, I just hit two hoes, that's one more goal and I got me a hat trick
Take man's sweet one Robbins-Baskin, posted up like where are the gyaldem?
Blacked out Canada Goose, all matchin', who's outside? That's me and the mandem
F*ck the award ceremony speech, I done it myself, so who am I thankin'?
Bim-bim, bim this bim I'm bimmin'
Whine of the window, he's catchin' a shillin'
Beam-beam named beam, this jewellery gleamin'
Cover your eyes, don't lose your vision
I love money and pretty women
She can take dick from the way she sittin' (Uh-huh)
Am I gonna line this Kylie bird? It depends on the way they ship it
All year round I land in Paris
True say the mandem stand on business
Got a band, run in Barcelona
All she do is chat and f*ck for fitness
We keep in winter, Canada Goose holdin' a six shot
London boys in Moncler Mayas
LV pouch got Kovi, sick cunts
Cash rules everythin' around us, about the green, like today's St. Patrick's
Bro got the pack in the mail, he's trackin', gassed as soon as it lands in Gatwick
Beef goes hand in hand with the rap ting, so we get bands and spend it on—
She don't wanna f*ck me on the first date, then get out of here 'cause I need me a ratchet
I'm on a roll, I just hit two hoes, that's one more goal and I got me a hat trick
Take man's sweet one Robbins-Baskin, posted up like where are the gyaldem?
Blacked out Canada Goose, all matchin', who's outside? That's me and the mandem
F*ck the award ceremony speech, I done it myself, so who am I thankin'?
Ahh, you know, I'm not really a newcomer though
But I'ma accept it nevertheless
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GBP
[ Featuring 21 Savage ]
[Intro]
Yo, come on, Mitch, you know I gotta go
Bring your motherf*ckin'—
[Central Cee & 21 Savage]
If it weren't the UK, would've had a AK-47 with a hundred rounds
Red carpet in my trackie and Air Max, they want a boy with a London style
We ain't got generational wealth, got a couple of mill' for my unborn child
If I pay a man a hundred thousand pound, I can get man bun right in front of a crowd, uh
That's GBP, the price go up if it's USD
Better watch your words, I'll get you X'd 'bout the shit you tweet (On God)
I told lil' bro if it's personal, he better jump out and do it on feet
We got somethin' in common with scuba divers, why? 'Cause the guys in deep
[Central Cee]
If it weren't the UK, would've had an AK, gang outside with a samurai sword
Nike Tech fleece with the Air Force 1, my ski mask on, but we don't snowboard
Go on a glide, leave your phone at home, what's wrong with these guys? They go and record
So distraught, we was broke as hell, well, until we broke the law
If I lived in Harlem, I would've been Mitch, them man would've been like Ace and snitched
If it was Oakland, I would've been a pimp
If it was 1930, North Carolina, I would've been Frank with the mink
If the opps got nominated for the BRITs, would've went to the ceremony with sticks
And the G17 would've came with a switch
[Central Cee & 21 Savage]
If it weren't the UK, would've had a AK-47 with a hundred rounds
Red carpet in my trackie and Air Max, they want a boy with a London style
We ain't got generational wealth, got a couple of mill' for my unborn child
If I pay man a hundred thousand pound, I can get man bun right in front of a crowd, uh (Pussy)
That's GBP, the price go up if it's USD (21)
Better watch your words, I'll get you X'd 'bout the shit you tweet (On God)
I told lil' bro if it's personal, he better jump out and do it on feet (21)
We got somethin' in common with scuba divers, why? 'Cause the guys in deep
[21 Savage]
Latex gloves, I'm on a drill, watch 'em fall, Jack and Jill
Up on the opps, seven to nil, Premier League, I'm in the field
Two things that you'll never see is me run from an opp or a bitch in my will
Got day ones, and I'm with them still, fightin' demons, swallowin' pills
I still want a deal with Nike (On God)
I can't get caught on no Ring, so I'm inside-outtin' the shiesty (Straight up)
We go through the front door 'cause they gon' tell when that back door shit get spicy (Rats)
Internet beef, if I catch you in traffic, the f*ck you gon' do, nigga, type me? (Pussy)
I put this on God, I hit the bitch once, she already tryna be wifey (Damn)
I'm from the street and I got opps, I don't got time to go sightsee (Damn)
Wake me up with head, put this in your purse and shut the f*ck up if you like me (21)
I'll fill up your closet with Birkins, buy you a wagon, and make sure you icy (Alright)
[Central Cee & 21 Savage]
Alright, if it weren't the UK, would've had an AK-47 with a hundred rounds
Red carpet in my trackie and Air Max, they want a boy with a London style
We ain't got generational wealth, got a couple of mill' for my unborn child
If I pay a man a hundred thousand pound, I can get man bun right in front of a crowd, uh (Pussy)
That's GBP, the price go up if it's USD (21)
Better watch your words, I'll get you X'd 'bout the shit you tweet (On God)
I told lil' bro if it's personal, he better jump out and do it on feet (21)
We got somethin' in common with scuba divers, why? 'Cause the guys in deep
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Top Freestyle
(Mason)
Uh, it's lonely at the top, lot of people are watchin' and want me to flop
I'm tellin' the kids, if I can do it then anyone can, cah I came from nothin'
One stop and search away from the block
In this life, I don't feel fear, only man that can make me afraid is God, uh
Negative press on the shade room, anythin' good, it don't make the blogs
They didn't sit at the table when it was chicken shop
Now it's steak and lobster edamame and Pan-Asian cod
My first bedroom smaller than a jail cell, now the crib's on a ten-acre plot
First time I committed a crime was petty, I couldn't afford what the trainers cost
First time I sold crack, I was just sixteen, witnessin' that at that age was wrong
Detached myself from every emotion, hopin' I'll get my paper long
One brick phone, one iPhone, no SIM, listenin' to the same old song
I'm jumpin' the barriers, if the inspector get on the train, I'm gone
Now the whip that I'm in's an impatient one, put my foot on the gas when the light goes amber
Try touch me and guns will shoot, we don't do kung fu and fight like Panda
My guy's a convicted criminal, so he gotta hide from cameras
All of my bitches pretty as hell, I can start up a beauty pageant
How'd I end up all the way in Clapham, I started my day in NW2
Deliverin' food direct to your door, you can leave a review like Deliveroo
Sticks outside for a special occasion, nank on hip that's everyday shit
Gotta thank God that I never did, dark and light, did sell it in twos
Before I got the invite to Mike Rubin's all-white party, 4th of July
I was sat in the trap with a pack all night, cocaine fragrance, weren't dressed in white
Fifteen minutes away from the shot, but I said that I'd get there in less than five
It gives me the ick when girls come around and try too hard to impress the guys
I sat and I told the Sony exec', "If you give me a ten for a tape, I'll sign" (Uh)
Everything's gonna come to an end, when I counted an M, I was on cloud nine
If it weren't rap, I would've been a pimp, I look at a bitch and I see pound signs
Plus one thousand aura, even if I don't talk, they'll feel our vibe
Label execs don't care if we're murderers long as your catalogue's bringin' in revenue
They'll sign you and when you go broke and end up in jail, they're quick to forget you
I can't worry 'bout album sales, I got serious shit that I'm tryin' to get through
How can they talk down on my name for tryna get paid, I'm playin' a chess move
GTA, I'm usin' cheat codes, cheat at school in exams, I'm f*cked
I cheat on my wife, but how can you blame me? I cheated life
I weren't supposed to make it this far, I got no grades, I ain't even wise
Walk down Uxbridge Road, I reckon that one in three of these people high
Supply and demand, that's how I get by, she tellin' me how a trap boy's her type
I'm tryna not get too used to the life, I'm stayin' inside, avoidin' the hype
So many gyal that are wantin' to f*ck, I'm turnin' them down, they're wonderin' why
I'm nonchalant, not shy, my entourage top five, I'm probably one of the—
I've gotta be one of the greats
I'll get number one album, easy, it's not like the bar's set high these days
I came in the scene at an all-time low, I don't know, but I think I revived the game
I've been prayin' that times will change
Premeditatin' a graceful exit, in the meantime, I'll try maintain
Alright
[Outro]
(Mason)
Uh, it's lonely at the top, lot of people are watchin' and want me to flop
I'm tellin' the kids, if I can do it then anyone can, cah I came from nothin'
One stop and search away from the block
In this life, I don't feel fear, only man that can make me afraid is God, uh
Negative press on the shade room, anythin' good, it don't make the blogs
They didn't sit at the table when it was chicken shop
Now it's steak and lobster edamame and Pan-Asian cod
My first bedroom smaller than a jail cell, now the crib's on a ten-acre plot
First time I committed a crime was petty, I couldn't afford what the trainers cost
First time I sold crack, I was just sixteen, witnessin' that at that age was wrong
Detached myself from every emotion, hopin' I'll get my paper long
One brick phone, one iPhone, no SIM, listenin' to the same old song
I'm jumpin' the barriers, if the inspector get on the train, I'm gone
Now the whip that I'm in's an impatient one, put my foot on the gas when the light goes amber
Try touch me and guns will shoot, we don't do kung fu and fight like Panda
My guy's a convicted criminal, so he gotta hide from cameras
All of my bitches pretty as hell, I can start up a beauty pageant
How'd I end up all the way in Clapham, I started my day in NW2
Deliverin' food direct to your door, you can leave a review like Deliveroo
Sticks outside for a special occasion, nank on hip that's everyday shit
Gotta thank God that I never did, dark and light, did sell it in twos
Before I got the invite to Mike Rubin's all-white party, 4th of July
I was sat in the trap with a pack all night, cocaine fragrance, weren't dressed in white
Fifteen minutes away from the shot, but I said that I'd get there in less than five
It gives me the ick when girls come around and try too hard to impress the guys
I sat and I told the Sony exec', "If you give me a ten for a tape, I'll sign" (Uh)
Everything's gonna come to an end, when I counted an M, I was on cloud nine
If it weren't rap, I would've been a pimp, I look at a bitch and I see pound signs
Plus one thousand aura, even if I don't talk, they'll feel our vibe
Label execs don't care if we're murderers long as your catalogue's bringin' in revenue
They'll sign you and when you go broke and end up in jail, they're quick to forget you
I can't worry 'bout album sales, I got serious shit that I'm tryin' to get through
How can they talk down on my name for tryna get paid, I'm playin' a chess move
GTA, I'm usin' cheat codes, cheat at school in exams, I'm f*cked
I cheat on my wife, but how can you blame me? I cheated life
I weren't supposed to make it this far, I got no grades, I ain't even wise
Walk down Uxbridge Road, I reckon that one in three of these people high
Supply and demand, that's how I get by, she tellin' me how a trap boy's her type
I'm tryna not get too used to the life, I'm stayin' inside, avoidin' the hype
So many gyal that are wantin' to f*ck, I'm turnin' them down, they're wonderin' why
I'm nonchalant, not shy, my entourage top five, I'm probably one of the—
I've gotta be one of the greats
I'll get number one album, easy, it's not like the bar's set high these days
I came in the scene at an all-time low, I don't know, but I think I revived the game
I've been prayin' that times will change
Premeditatin' a graceful exit, in the meantime, I'll try maintain
Alright
[Outro]
(Mason)
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Up North
The gun that we got came from up north
But if it beat, then you'll go down south
German stick, they call it a SIG
Even though it's no smokin' allowed
My shooter with me shoppin' in Dior
If we die right now, then we're goin' in style
Huh, can't be hospital
The life that I live is so hostile
Got suburban children tryna relate
If you ain't been broke, you won't know what I'm sayin'
The waiter come, I just give him my card and tap it
I don't even know what I'm payin'
Oh, what a wonderful life I'm livin'
But somethin' just don't feel right
The guys like tumble dryers, they're spinnin'
While I jump on the mic, I'm spittin'
K1 jump out the right try kill him
I try satisfin' my woman
But baby, I'm done for the night, I'm kippin'
I gotta be up in a couple of hours
Big tactical knife I'm grippin'
Just in case they try their luck
Of course, I'm walkin' with God
But bro, in this world, no, that ain't enough
Bro's in the party with a loaded gun
How the f*ck did he get that in the club?
I scrubbed up well and I stepped in fresh
Like say, I jumped off of the back of the truck
Now I'm in Miami eatin' Carbone
If you ain't been out the hood, you won't get that
Paigons drop, then I'm listenin' carefully
Art of war, I gotta know where their heads at
Been a long week, let me find a masseuse
My chain and my pendant's hurtin' my neck, back
They don't get what they want, so they switch up
So all along they tryna finesse man
Somebody get them a Tampax
Grown man actin' like teenage gyal
Huh, no sweet sixteen
The G17's gon' ruin your b-day plan
All of us raised by single women
Taught ourself how to become a man
'Member the days when dinner weren't made
My belly would ache in need of a scran
The gun that we got came from up north
But if it beat, then you'll go down south
German stick, they call it a SIG
Even though it's no smokin' allowed
My shooter with me shoppin' in Dior
If we die right now, then we're goin' in style
Huh, can't be hospital
The life that I live is so hostile
The results from the doc came back
And they said that I got the imposter syndrome
'Member the days I was freezin' cold
I was writin' my name on the frosted windows
Start of the year when FDot died
Twenty-sixth of Jan, I lost my kinfolk
Cam told me that he died, and I replied, "Huh?"
I hoped that he'd say it's a typo
Came from the mud and my whole hood witnessed
Now all the kids know anything's possible
Bussin' a juug on the enemy territory
Thinkin' back now, that wasn't logical
You ain't gotta check in on my mental health
When somebody diss, it's comical
My girl loves to go back and forth
If you wanna do that, bae, take up volleyball
I don't have time for the million-pound meetin' in town
Girl, let alone you
I'm livin' my movie, I won't make a sequel
I can't decline like Home Alone 2
Too competitive, don't wanna lose
Day in the life, let's see if you really trap
Turn off the autotune
It wouldn't have blown though if it weren't true
[Chorus]
The gun that we got came from up north
But if it beat, then you'll go down south
German stick, they call it a SIG
Even though it's no smokin' allowed
My shooter with me shoppin' in Dior
If we die right now, then we're goin' in style
Huh, can't be hospital
The life that I live is so hostile
Yo, I been everywhere, gang
Up north, down south
Jails all throughout the country, bro
I know what everybody's like
But up here, up north, we ain't playin', bro
We get your shit snatched
Get your face punched off, bro
We'll even bun you, bro, we ain't playin'
And man are goin' jail behind this shit
That's why we keeping the guys' names alive, man
You know what I'm sayin'?
Support the trenches, man, free the guys all day
But if it beat, then you'll go down south
German stick, they call it a SIG
Even though it's no smokin' allowed
My shooter with me shoppin' in Dior
If we die right now, then we're goin' in style
Huh, can't be hospital
The life that I live is so hostile
Got suburban children tryna relate
If you ain't been broke, you won't know what I'm sayin'
The waiter come, I just give him my card and tap it
I don't even know what I'm payin'
Oh, what a wonderful life I'm livin'
But somethin' just don't feel right
The guys like tumble dryers, they're spinnin'
While I jump on the mic, I'm spittin'
K1 jump out the right try kill him
I try satisfin' my woman
But baby, I'm done for the night, I'm kippin'
I gotta be up in a couple of hours
Big tactical knife I'm grippin'
Just in case they try their luck
Of course, I'm walkin' with God
But bro, in this world, no, that ain't enough
Bro's in the party with a loaded gun
How the f*ck did he get that in the club?
I scrubbed up well and I stepped in fresh
Like say, I jumped off of the back of the truck
Now I'm in Miami eatin' Carbone
If you ain't been out the hood, you won't get that
Paigons drop, then I'm listenin' carefully
Art of war, I gotta know where their heads at
Been a long week, let me find a masseuse
My chain and my pendant's hurtin' my neck, back
They don't get what they want, so they switch up
So all along they tryna finesse man
Somebody get them a Tampax
Grown man actin' like teenage gyal
Huh, no sweet sixteen
The G17's gon' ruin your b-day plan
All of us raised by single women
Taught ourself how to become a man
'Member the days when dinner weren't made
My belly would ache in need of a scran
The gun that we got came from up north
But if it beat, then you'll go down south
German stick, they call it a SIG
Even though it's no smokin' allowed
My shooter with me shoppin' in Dior
If we die right now, then we're goin' in style
Huh, can't be hospital
The life that I live is so hostile
The results from the doc came back
And they said that I got the imposter syndrome
'Member the days I was freezin' cold
I was writin' my name on the frosted windows
Start of the year when FDot died
Twenty-sixth of Jan, I lost my kinfolk
Cam told me that he died, and I replied, "Huh?"
I hoped that he'd say it's a typo
Came from the mud and my whole hood witnessed
Now all the kids know anything's possible
Bussin' a juug on the enemy territory
Thinkin' back now, that wasn't logical
You ain't gotta check in on my mental health
When somebody diss, it's comical
My girl loves to go back and forth
If you wanna do that, bae, take up volleyball
I don't have time for the million-pound meetin' in town
Girl, let alone you
I'm livin' my movie, I won't make a sequel
I can't decline like Home Alone 2
Too competitive, don't wanna lose
Day in the life, let's see if you really trap
Turn off the autotune
It wouldn't have blown though if it weren't true
[Chorus]
The gun that we got came from up north
But if it beat, then you'll go down south
German stick, they call it a SIG
Even though it's no smokin' allowed
My shooter with me shoppin' in Dior
If we die right now, then we're goin' in style
Huh, can't be hospital
The life that I live is so hostile
Yo, I been everywhere, gang
Up north, down south
Jails all throughout the country, bro
I know what everybody's like
But up here, up north, we ain't playin', bro
We get your shit snatched
Get your face punched off, bro
We'll even bun you, bro, we ain't playin'
And man are goin' jail behind this shit
That's why we keeping the guys' names alive, man
You know what I'm sayin'?
Support the trenches, man, free the guys all day
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CRG
[Central Cee & Dave]
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)
[Dave]
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
[Central Cee]
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
[Central Cee]
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 f*ck 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 f*ck less
[Central Cee]
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
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)
[Dave]
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
[Central Cee]
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
[Central Cee]
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 f*ck 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 f*ck less
[Central Cee]
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
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Limitless
[Sekou & Central Cee]
Make your mind up
Are you gonna stay with me, lay with me tonight?
Tonight
When life gets rough, how can I complain? I got bros in jail, so it could be worse
I put up the bread for my broski's funeral, that was my first time bookin' a hearse
I sold coke to the white people in the ends, I'm glad that my hood's diverse
I'm writin' a verse, and my sis told me that my niece is listenin', please don't—
[Central Cee]
How do I put this pain into words? Like a bullet from a gun, it burns
Slept on the bando sofa, and I woke up with spots on my face from germs
I feel betrayed by my girl, you were ungrateful when I gave you the Merc'
Even though I'm a man, I should hide it, I swallow my pride and say that it hurts
I'm lit right now, I got motion, but I still need a plan B cah tables turn
Negotiation landed at twenty-five M, I'm makin' the label work
I won't even lie, I put family second, I'm sorry, the money's my main concern
If my funds are low, I get suicidal, so I gotta put paper first
[Central Cee]
If I don't pay the bills, then who will?
Remember I felt like the man, got train OT, two days, got two bills
Open my mind, I'm feelin' limitless, just like the film, popped two pills
It's a full-circle moment, I come out the Nike HQ with a shoe deal
[Central Cee]
I still didn't lose ambition
When the shower never got warm and the ceiling leakin', the roof was drippin'
We can go to the same optician, I'm afraid you won't view man's vision
Me and Ybeeez linked up with Columbia, still just us on a two-man mission
If I made a short film and put it on YouTube, it would need viewer's discretion
Livin' a movie, I can't press pause or fast-forward when a scene gets graphic
Five-percent tints on all of the whips, I cannot get seen in traffic
Made some P's and left the street, relieved, but none of my grief did vanish
Me and my girl keep bumpin' heads, I feel like I'm speakin'—
¿Cómo estás? Muy bien, what's good? How you been?
I say I'm alright, but I'm stressed within, deep breaths won't help with the mess I'm in
I hope my good deeds outweigh all the f*ckery, I'm tryna repent my sins
Already rich, still grindin', how greedy, I'm still not content with M's
[Central Cee]
If I don't pay the bills, then who will?
Remember I felt like the man, got train OT, two days, got two bills
Open my mind, I'm feelin' limitless, just like the film, popped two pills
It's a full-circle moment, I come out the Nike HQ with a shoe deal
Alright
[Central Cee]
Single-parent household, livin' on benefits, council housin' tenant
Restraining order, cemetery visits, hard drug habits, our life weren't pleasant
Took away our innocence, we don't wanna die, we rely on weapons
Hood ambience, I'm used to fallin' asleep to the sound of sirens
So I don't know if I like this change, it's too quiet
You'll always think that the grass is greener till you step foot over there and try it
You can have financial freedom, but the P don't stop people dyin'
Invest in guns for the ends, won't help them, war won't stop, the beef's still fryin'
I'm not ridin', I'm the one decidin'
Got my brothers for life, through right or wrong, I'm standin' strong beside him
When you're the one providin' in a yes-man environment, everyone biased
More money, less violence, time is free but somehow priceless
So watch how you spend it wisely
[Central Cee]
If I don't pay the bills, then who will?
Remember I felt like the man, got train OT, two days, got two bills
Open my mind, I'm feelin' limitless, just like the film, popped two pills
It's a full-circle moment, I come out the Nike HQ with a shoe deal
[Sekou]
Make your mind up
Are you gonna stay with me, lay with me tonight?
Tonight
Girl, make your mind up
Are you gonna stay with me, stay with me tonight?
Oh-yeah, oh-yeah-yeah
Make your mind up
Are you gonna stay with me, lay with me tonight?
Tonight
When life gets rough, how can I complain? I got bros in jail, so it could be worse
I put up the bread for my broski's funeral, that was my first time bookin' a hearse
I sold coke to the white people in the ends, I'm glad that my hood's diverse
I'm writin' a verse, and my sis told me that my niece is listenin', please don't—
[Central Cee]
How do I put this pain into words? Like a bullet from a gun, it burns
Slept on the bando sofa, and I woke up with spots on my face from germs
I feel betrayed by my girl, you were ungrateful when I gave you the Merc'
Even though I'm a man, I should hide it, I swallow my pride and say that it hurts
I'm lit right now, I got motion, but I still need a plan B cah tables turn
Negotiation landed at twenty-five M, I'm makin' the label work
I won't even lie, I put family second, I'm sorry, the money's my main concern
If my funds are low, I get suicidal, so I gotta put paper first
[Central Cee]
If I don't pay the bills, then who will?
Remember I felt like the man, got train OT, two days, got two bills
Open my mind, I'm feelin' limitless, just like the film, popped two pills
It's a full-circle moment, I come out the Nike HQ with a shoe deal
[Central Cee]
I still didn't lose ambition
When the shower never got warm and the ceiling leakin', the roof was drippin'
We can go to the same optician, I'm afraid you won't view man's vision
Me and Ybeeez linked up with Columbia, still just us on a two-man mission
If I made a short film and put it on YouTube, it would need viewer's discretion
Livin' a movie, I can't press pause or fast-forward when a scene gets graphic
Five-percent tints on all of the whips, I cannot get seen in traffic
Made some P's and left the street, relieved, but none of my grief did vanish
Me and my girl keep bumpin' heads, I feel like I'm speakin'—
¿Cómo estás? Muy bien, what's good? How you been?
I say I'm alright, but I'm stressed within, deep breaths won't help with the mess I'm in
I hope my good deeds outweigh all the f*ckery, I'm tryna repent my sins
Already rich, still grindin', how greedy, I'm still not content with M's
[Central Cee]
If I don't pay the bills, then who will?
Remember I felt like the man, got train OT, two days, got two bills
Open my mind, I'm feelin' limitless, just like the film, popped two pills
It's a full-circle moment, I come out the Nike HQ with a shoe deal
Alright
[Central Cee]
Single-parent household, livin' on benefits, council housin' tenant
Restraining order, cemetery visits, hard drug habits, our life weren't pleasant
Took away our innocence, we don't wanna die, we rely on weapons
Hood ambience, I'm used to fallin' asleep to the sound of sirens
So I don't know if I like this change, it's too quiet
You'll always think that the grass is greener till you step foot over there and try it
You can have financial freedom, but the P don't stop people dyin'
Invest in guns for the ends, won't help them, war won't stop, the beef's still fryin'
I'm not ridin', I'm the one decidin'
Got my brothers for life, through right or wrong, I'm standin' strong beside him
When you're the one providin' in a yes-man environment, everyone biased
More money, less violence, time is free but somehow priceless
So watch how you spend it wisely
[Central Cee]
If I don't pay the bills, then who will?
Remember I felt like the man, got train OT, two days, got two bills
Open my mind, I'm feelin' limitless, just like the film, popped two pills
It's a full-circle moment, I come out the Nike HQ with a shoe deal
[Sekou]
Make your mind up
Are you gonna stay with me, lay with me tonight?
Tonight
Girl, make your mind up
Are you gonna stay with me, stay with me tonight?
Oh-yeah, oh-yeah-yeah
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Now We're Strangers
[Kamal.]
So now we're strangers
Darlin', I hate this
I need to see your face
Say you need space
But I'm all over the place
How did we fall from grace?
And I've made my mistakes
That's why you hate my bones
I still hope you find your way
Find your way back home
[Central Cee]
I could still drive all the way to yours with no sat nav of course
I can still recite your number off by heart
You can leave, but we can't erase the memories
I'm preein' what's ahead of me, and tryna leave the bullshit in the past
My secrets in the dark, don't bring it to the light
Hold it down till the end, I'll pay a substantial price
It's lonely at the top, everybody scared of heights
I know one day I'ma drop, I talk to God and try and bribe
Every time I'm openin' my mouth, it's like a poem
Broke my baby's heart, and now she partyin' and hoein'
If I had a pound for every time I made her cry
Over couple years, then I could probably buy a Boeing
Paint a perfect picture of myself, it was a lie
She put my business on the net and now my true colours showin'
Say your skin's breakin' out because I cause you stress
Then you left, you're lookin' sexier than ever and you're glowin'
Every excuse I could've thought of, girl, I said it
I used up all my chances, and you give up on me now
Anyhow, these guys stop when you're about and try a ting
Are you movin' on already? Would you give your number out?
I said if it ain't you, then I don't want nobody else
I had you and I ended up with many other girls
Try and reassure you're special, I bought plenty of Chanel
Chased money and succeeded, but with love, I kind of failed
Try and buy your love, but you always knew your worth
I admire you're mature, you're probably right, I'll never learn
When you met me, I had issues with my trust, you were concerned
You try and help me heal, but ended up the one that's hurt
Said you joined the run club, tryna get petite
8 in the mornin' and you're joggin' 'round in Heath
We're textin' here and there, but never bare, it's always brief
In your Lululemon and you're drinkin' Blank Street
Without soundin' big-headed, girls would die for your position
Mentally and physically, you're one in a million
Should've showed you off more, never keep you hidden
I ain't tryna push, I let you stand on your decision
I got nothin' left to say, bae, I'm tongue-tied
Smilin' for the fans when I'm in the public eye
But I'm feelin' sad, and I'm really numb inside
You came, and then you left, it feel like conquer and divide, mm
So now we're strangers
Darlin', I hate this
I need to see your face
Say you need space
But I'm all over the place
How did we fall from grace?
And I've made my mistakes
That's why you hate my bones
I still hope you find your way
Find your way back home
[Kamal. & Central Cee]
Send me a sign
I miss you all of the time
You're meant to be mine
I miss you all of the time
It was just the other day, they saw me as a saint
Now they think that I betrayed you and it turned me to a villain
So now we're strangers
Darlin', I hate this
I need to see your face
Say you need space
But I'm all over the place
How did we fall from grace?
And I've made my mistakes
That's why you hate my bones
I still hope you find your way
Find your way back home
[Central Cee]
I could still drive all the way to yours with no sat nav of course
I can still recite your number off by heart
You can leave, but we can't erase the memories
I'm preein' what's ahead of me, and tryna leave the bullshit in the past
My secrets in the dark, don't bring it to the light
Hold it down till the end, I'll pay a substantial price
It's lonely at the top, everybody scared of heights
I know one day I'ma drop, I talk to God and try and bribe
Every time I'm openin' my mouth, it's like a poem
Broke my baby's heart, and now she partyin' and hoein'
If I had a pound for every time I made her cry
Over couple years, then I could probably buy a Boeing
Paint a perfect picture of myself, it was a lie
She put my business on the net and now my true colours showin'
Say your skin's breakin' out because I cause you stress
Then you left, you're lookin' sexier than ever and you're glowin'
Every excuse I could've thought of, girl, I said it
I used up all my chances, and you give up on me now
Anyhow, these guys stop when you're about and try a ting
Are you movin' on already? Would you give your number out?
I said if it ain't you, then I don't want nobody else
I had you and I ended up with many other girls
Try and reassure you're special, I bought plenty of Chanel
Chased money and succeeded, but with love, I kind of failed
Try and buy your love, but you always knew your worth
I admire you're mature, you're probably right, I'll never learn
When you met me, I had issues with my trust, you were concerned
You try and help me heal, but ended up the one that's hurt
Said you joined the run club, tryna get petite
8 in the mornin' and you're joggin' 'round in Heath
We're textin' here and there, but never bare, it's always brief
In your Lululemon and you're drinkin' Blank Street
Without soundin' big-headed, girls would die for your position
Mentally and physically, you're one in a million
Should've showed you off more, never keep you hidden
I ain't tryna push, I let you stand on your decision
I got nothin' left to say, bae, I'm tongue-tied
Smilin' for the fans when I'm in the public eye
But I'm feelin' sad, and I'm really numb inside
You came, and then you left, it feel like conquer and divide, mm
So now we're strangers
Darlin', I hate this
I need to see your face
Say you need space
But I'm all over the place
How did we fall from grace?
And I've made my mistakes
That's why you hate my bones
I still hope you find your way
Find your way back home
[Kamal. & Central Cee]
Send me a sign
I miss you all of the time
You're meant to be mine
I miss you all of the time
It was just the other day, they saw me as a saint
Now they think that I betrayed you and it turned me to a villain
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Truth In The Lies
[ Featuring Lil Durk ]
[Central Cee]
Without your love, feelin' suicidal, but I keep my head up
Without the pounds, couldn't count on you, that's why I need my bread up
I told everyone I cut her out, I can't be seen with her
She say I'm a slut, don't give a f*ck, I agree with her
Travel 'round the world, and you're the only one that's on my mind
Make me wanna come back home right now, commit a homicide
Treat you like the other side, treat you like you're not my wife
F*ck you like a slut, I can't stop thinkin' 'bout the other night
There's truth in the lies
You didn't even seem to care when I blew through a five
I took you shoppin', you was coppin' them shoes in your size
I kept it real with you because I thought you wouldn't mind
Baby, if I knew you'd act like that, I would save you the stress
I don't wanna see you mad like that, but you make me regret
I'm takin' back all what I said, let me pay my respect
Unpress the button, let's restart to the day that we met
[Central Cee & Lil Durk]
Without your love, feelin' suicidal, but I keep my head up
Without the pounds, couldn't count on you, that's why I need my bread up
I told everyone I cut her out, I can't be seen with her
She say I'm a slut, don't give a f*ck, I agree with her
Travel 'round the world, and you're the only one that's on my mind
Make me wanna come back home right now, commit a homicide
Treat you like the other side, treat you like you're not my wife
F*ck you like a slut, I can't stop thinkin' 'bout the other night (Durkio)
[Lil Durk]
Show me love, I know what it was, I gotta reassure (Yeah, yeah)
Tried to geek her up to take some drugs, she like to keep it pure (Oh)
We can't speak on what we did in Vegas, gotta leave it here
Said her titties small, but one surgery make 'em reappear (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm sick and tired of love songs, I flood her out with diamonds
Leave Chanel with hoods on, I like to shop in private
Palm Jumeirah trip, I'm in Dubai, I'm on an island
You get what you want if you just take care of assignments (Oh)
Hold me back, baby, hold me back, baby (Hold me back)
I'm a savage, I'm a 'Raq baby
I'm just goin' to get this money, I'll be back, baby
Put that pussy on me, wonder why I act crazy (Woah, woah, woah)
My bank account got me dodgin' all the sack chasers (Got me dodgin', got me dodgin')
They just tryna fall in love with me
I be runnin' from the bitches who be lyin' on me
Actin' like they in the club with me
[Central Cee]
Without your love, feelin' suicidal, but I keep my head up
Without the pounds, couldn't count on you, that's why I need my bread up
I told everyone I cut her out, I can't be seen with her
She say I'm a slut, don't give a f*ck, I agree with her
Travel 'round the world, and you're the only one that's on my mind
Make me wanna come back home right now, commit a homicide
Treat you like the other side, treat you like you're not my wife
F*ck you like a slut, I can't stop thinkin' 'bout the other night
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Ten
(Beam me up, Scotty)
[Central Cee]
Done it again, half past ten
Just made me a ten, they ain't got out of bed
Hand ting there, but it ran it out of lead
One call, make broski blam out your head
We-we're the ones puttin' on West, not them
They got more money than sense
Sweet one givin' me stress
I ain't givin' her sex, I'm handlin' biz'
[Central Cee]
Bitch wanna suck now I got success
What about when I slept on a small bunk bed?
Now it's king-size mattresses, I'm a king
I might send out a hit and off with their head
I'm a bad man but I f*ck good girls
That ain't gonna accеpt if I offer them bread
Turn girls down, I don't wanna homеwreck
When their man's away, they start hollerin', "Cench"
Bad bitch, go back to your man
I won't treat you better like Shawn Mendes
Don't get ahead of yourself and ask for my government name, bae, call me Cench
She thought she was bougie until I came in the room, and she got no decorum left
If bro does back out the ramz and swing, you best hope it don't get caught in flesh (Brr)
[Skepta & Central Cee]
Pulled up to the club around half past ten
How many vibes I pull up with? Ten
How many of the guys I pull up with? Ten
We the ones puttin' on the city, not them (Baow, baow, baow, baow)
This girl said that I look like money
Told her that I don't fold or bend (Huh?)
Every year, I'm in the UK top three
Talk about worldwide, then we in the top ten
[Skepta]
What'd you know about hard work?
Tell me, what you know about M's?
When you really come from the ends
And the foolin' around gotta come to an end
At this point, I need no new friends
All I need is a wifey to keep me warm (Sure)
Pretty face girl with beautiful lips
She kind of look like she was drawn by Slawn
I don't mean to taunt anyone
But we got the label working for us
This deal that I got ain't a normal one (Nah)
You had one hit, one tour and you're done (Huh?)
Longevity, yeah, we already won
Consistency, then you know man's powers
And you don't need flowers
When you know you did your ten thousand hours
[Central Cee]
Done it again, half past ten
Just made me a ten, they ain't got out of bed
Hand ting there, but it ran it out of lead
One call, make broski blam out your head
We-we're the ones puttin' on West, not them
They got more money than sense
Sweet one givin' me stress
I ain't givin' her sex, I'm handlin' biz' (Brr, brr)
[Skepta & Central Cee]
Pulled up to the club around half past ten
How many vibes I pull up with? Ten
How many of the guys I pull up with? Ten
We the ones puttin' on the city, not them (Baow, baow, baow, baow)
This girl said that I look like money
Told her that I don't fold or bend (Huh?)
Every year, I'm in the UK top three
Talk about worldwide, then we in the top ten
[Central Cee]
Done it again, half past ten
Just made me a ten, they ain't got out of bed
Hand ting there, but it ran it out of lead
One call, make broski blam out your head
We-we're the ones puttin' on West, not them
They got more money than sense
Sweet one givin' me stress
I ain't givin' her sex, I'm handlin' biz'
[Central Cee]
Bitch wanna suck now I got success
What about when I slept on a small bunk bed?
Now it's king-size mattresses, I'm a king
I might send out a hit and off with their head
I'm a bad man but I f*ck good girls
That ain't gonna accеpt if I offer them bread
Turn girls down, I don't wanna homеwreck
When their man's away, they start hollerin', "Cench"
Bad bitch, go back to your man
I won't treat you better like Shawn Mendes
Don't get ahead of yourself and ask for my government name, bae, call me Cench
She thought she was bougie until I came in the room, and she got no decorum left
If bro does back out the ramz and swing, you best hope it don't get caught in flesh (Brr)
[Skepta & Central Cee]
Pulled up to the club around half past ten
How many vibes I pull up with? Ten
How many of the guys I pull up with? Ten
We the ones puttin' on the city, not them (Baow, baow, baow, baow)
This girl said that I look like money
Told her that I don't fold or bend (Huh?)
Every year, I'm in the UK top three
Talk about worldwide, then we in the top ten
[Skepta]
What'd you know about hard work?
Tell me, what you know about M's?
When you really come from the ends
And the foolin' around gotta come to an end
At this point, I need no new friends
All I need is a wifey to keep me warm (Sure)
Pretty face girl with beautiful lips
She kind of look like she was drawn by Slawn
I don't mean to taunt anyone
But we got the label working for us
This deal that I got ain't a normal one (Nah)
You had one hit, one tour and you're done (Huh?)
Longevity, yeah, we already won
Consistency, then you know man's powers
And you don't need flowers
When you know you did your ten thousand hours
[Central Cee]
Done it again, half past ten
Just made me a ten, they ain't got out of bed
Hand ting there, but it ran it out of lead
One call, make broski blam out your head
We-we're the ones puttin' on West, not them
They got more money than sense
Sweet one givin' me stress
I ain't givin' her sex, I'm handlin' biz' (Brr, brr)
[Skepta & Central Cee]
Pulled up to the club around half past ten
How many vibes I pull up with? Ten
How many of the guys I pull up with? Ten
We the ones puttin' on the city, not them (Baow, baow, baow, baow)
This girl said that I look like money
Told her that I don't fold or bend (Huh?)
Every year, I'm in the UK top three
Talk about worldwide, then we in the top ten
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
BAND4BAND
[ Featuring Lil Baby ]
I'm not in the mood cah my flight delayed
So I jumped on a private jet and I'm askin' the pilot the ETA
Lambo' parked on the landin' strip, everyone in my gang and my DJ paid
Why's my man talkin' 'bout Inshallah? These times, he don't even pray
Why's my man wearing a Jesus piece?
How does she squeeze in them jeans?
Big behind and petitest waist
Take time with the GBG, we don't beef nobody like GBK
Woke up on the wrong side of bed
So he's gonna get slapped if I don't have my Ps today
I love my young boy, I won't lead him 'stray
I'm stuck to lil' bro like PVA
Paid already, I don't need no hit song
We don't need ID, lil' bro seventeen in the club, he ain't scrollin' TikTok
Fs just saw him a thick one
"Which one? Who do you want, bro? Pick one"
If I shoot my shot, I'll hit one
Matter of time 'til I get them all ticked off
Alright
We can go band for band, f*ck that, we can go M for M
Quarter mill' for the Maybach truck, double R with the factory rims
I got the 90, the Urus, the Virgil, the Brabus, I'm really a threat
It's got to the point that I don't even care
I got jewels in the safe that I don't even wear (uh)
Bro'll do it for some shoes and some clothes
You'll see what he'll do for a necklace
'Rari truck, look like a spider
It's crawlin', a dollar on just the accessories (damn)
She make me wanna go harder
I like her whole aura, I think I'm obsessed with her
They hit him up on his birthday
Did him the worst way, he had a death wish
I get right under they skin
I don't even try, I guess I can't help that shit
I'ma have love for bro for life
If we talk or not, I step with 'em
Of course you could beat me at talkin'
Ain't no back and forth, wait 'til we catch up with 'em niggas
Knockin' a bag and makin' the opposite mad
I done fell in love with it
UK Selfridges, with a cute one (ooh)
Bank account look good, it's a new one (yeah)
You the type like to type on computers (wow)
Got a mask, but he ain't no shooter
Top ten when she don't act bougie
Me and your friends we can go to Aruba
Hit France, it depend on my mood
This a Maybach Benz, this ain't no Uber
We can go band for band, f*ck that, we can go M for M
Momma got a body like Kim and 'em
Momma been killin' that gym
We can go watch for watch, from chain to chain, the rings, I'm him
I done got rich, but I'm still with the shit
Land in London and go to the ends
We can go band for band, f*ck that, we can go M for M
Quarter mil' for the Maybach truck, double R with the factory rims
I got the 90, the Urus, the Virgil, the Brabus, I'm really a threat
It's got to the point that I don't even care
I got jewels in the safe that I don't even wear
Writer: Dennis Atuahene Opoku, Dominique Jones, Gennaro Alessandro Frenken, Oakley Neil H Caesar Su
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
gen z luv
When our children ask us how did we meet, I'm tellin' them, "Gen Z love"
"FYP love, IG love"
My crisis ain't from cost of living
I think 'bout death like, "God forbid it"
American Express got no limit
Career consists of lots of women
How can I convince you I'm not the villain?
Shit's dramatic like opera singin'
Down on one knee, I got a proposition
In the past I was not consistent
Out of these girls, you're top division
Can't downgrade and lower my standard
When I first saw you on the 'Gram, bae, I was in awe and showin' the mandem
Askin' advice, "How can I slide in there?"
Usin' words not my usual language
I clocked that you just came out of a breakup
Been on your social media ranting
Slid up and replied to your story, you ain't responded, I wanna unsend it
Got me stalkin' your Facebook page and preeing your friends list
Saw that you followed a fellow acquaintance
You ain't even mine, yet I'm feelin' envious
Promiscuous chick make me wanna risk it, I like how you're real uncensored
When our children ask us how did we meet
I'm tellin' them, "Gen Z love, FYP love, IG love"
Saw her on the Explore Page, like, I need to explore deeper
Suggested accounts said that we got mutuals
But you don't f*ck with them, me neither
When I'm with you, I get baby fever
I met your mum on the FYP
We're young and our love's Gen Z
Mum said that it ain't gon' last
I'm tellin' her, "We gon' see"
They say our relationship is childish
You're my baby, so I agree
Started with an IG like
Now you're down to ride, just like a G
If it weren't for the algorithm, I wouldn't have found my woman
We're messin' around and act like kids, give me a nostalgic feelin'
Took you on all of them trips, now you got my accountant trippin'
Sent you a thousand roses, not like you're local, a thousand miles I've driven
You ain't even gave me the ick yet, I ain't even seen red flags yet
Get mad and you call me a dickhead, got me addicted, feel like a crackhead
Passenger seat just givin' me side-eye, it's giving main-character syndrome
You ain't gotta connect to the Wi-Fi, let's just talk and put down the iPhone
She liked my post, I liked her post
Love at first sight, love at first scroll
I ain't perfect, I'm tryna learn though
I hope it's worth it when we turn old
Still recoverin', I'm not okay
So I'm paranoid that she won't stay
I might catch a whine, this ain't Soul Train
I'm afraid this ain't like the old days
When our children ask us how did we meet
I'm tellin' them, "Gen Z love, FYP love, IG love"
Saw her on the Explore Page, like, I need to explore deeper
Suggested accounts said that we got mutuals
But you don't f*ck with them, me neither
When I'm with you, I get baby fever
I met your mum on the FYP
We're young and our love's Gen Z
Mum said that it ain't gon' last
I'm tellin' her, "We gon' see"
They say our relationship is childish
You're my baby, so I agree
Started with an IG like
Now you're down to ride, just like a G
"FYP love, IG love"
My crisis ain't from cost of living
I think 'bout death like, "God forbid it"
American Express got no limit
Career consists of lots of women
How can I convince you I'm not the villain?
Shit's dramatic like opera singin'
Down on one knee, I got a proposition
In the past I was not consistent
Out of these girls, you're top division
Can't downgrade and lower my standard
When I first saw you on the 'Gram, bae, I was in awe and showin' the mandem
Askin' advice, "How can I slide in there?"
Usin' words not my usual language
I clocked that you just came out of a breakup
Been on your social media ranting
Slid up and replied to your story, you ain't responded, I wanna unsend it
Got me stalkin' your Facebook page and preeing your friends list
Saw that you followed a fellow acquaintance
You ain't even mine, yet I'm feelin' envious
Promiscuous chick make me wanna risk it, I like how you're real uncensored
When our children ask us how did we meet
I'm tellin' them, "Gen Z love, FYP love, IG love"
Saw her on the Explore Page, like, I need to explore deeper
Suggested accounts said that we got mutuals
But you don't f*ck with them, me neither
When I'm with you, I get baby fever
I met your mum on the FYP
We're young and our love's Gen Z
Mum said that it ain't gon' last
I'm tellin' her, "We gon' see"
They say our relationship is childish
You're my baby, so I agree
Started with an IG like
Now you're down to ride, just like a G
If it weren't for the algorithm, I wouldn't have found my woman
We're messin' around and act like kids, give me a nostalgic feelin'
Took you on all of them trips, now you got my accountant trippin'
Sent you a thousand roses, not like you're local, a thousand miles I've driven
You ain't even gave me the ick yet, I ain't even seen red flags yet
Get mad and you call me a dickhead, got me addicted, feel like a crackhead
Passenger seat just givin' me side-eye, it's giving main-character syndrome
You ain't gotta connect to the Wi-Fi, let's just talk and put down the iPhone
She liked my post, I liked her post
Love at first sight, love at first scroll
I ain't perfect, I'm tryna learn though
I hope it's worth it when we turn old
Still recoverin', I'm not okay
So I'm paranoid that she won't stay
I might catch a whine, this ain't Soul Train
I'm afraid this ain't like the old days
When our children ask us how did we meet
I'm tellin' them, "Gen Z love, FYP love, IG love"
Saw her on the Explore Page, like, I need to explore deeper
Suggested accounts said that we got mutuals
But you don't f*ck with them, me neither
When I'm with you, I get baby fever
I met your mum on the FYP
We're young and our love's Gen Z
Mum said that it ain't gon' last
I'm tellin' her, "We gon' see"
They say our relationship is childish
You're my baby, so I agree
Started with an IG like
Now you're down to ride, just like a G
Writer: Oakley Neil H. Caesar-Su
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Walk in Wardrobe
[Central Cee]
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
F*ck love, I need more poles
F*cked 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 f*ck 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
[Kai Cenat]
Hold on, chat
Cee is tapped in
[Part II]
[Central Cee]
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
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
F*ck love, I need more poles
F*cked 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 f*ck 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
[Kai Cenat]
Hold on, chat
Cee is tapped in
[Part II]
[Central Cee]
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
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Must Be
[Young Spray & Chronik]
What's your definition of "real"?
Or what do you look at as real?
Shootin' people for your friends
Shootin' people for your friends?
Yeah
That's "real" to you?
Yeah
Action would've started sayin' "Yeah?"
Uh, what's your definition of "real", what is it?
If it's somethin' like them, then I must be fake (Must be)
And they don't want smoke, so it must be vape (Must be)
If she ain't on coke, then it must be K (Must be)
If she don't wanna f*ck, then she must be gay, huh (Must be)
If that's what you call real, I'm as fake as it gets
Say life's a gamble, I'm placin' my bet, I'm takin' a risk, I ain't playin' roulette
They ask where I'm at and I gave an address, but they go on the net and they makin' a threat
I don't know why they thought I was makin' this bread, but I definitely weren't just to stay in the ends
Took bro off the road, we don't trap no more, that's what I call real
Retire your mum, that's what I call real, my dad got a yard, that's what I call real
And tell the mandem in jail, "If you need anythin', just call", that's what I call real
And they don't really call cah my friends don't rely on me much, that's what I call real
Beef man over postcodes, then go jail, leave your mum all alone, that's what I call fake, uh
Live a life that your music don't portray, that's what I call fake
All of that's claimin' this and that, but it weren't even them, that's what I call fake
Uh, what's your definition of "real", what is it?
If it's somethin' like them, then I must be fake (Must be)
And they don't want smoke, so it must be vape (Must be)
If she ain't on coke, then it must be K (Must be)
If she don't wanna f*ck, then she must be gay, huh (Must be)
If that's what you call real, I'm as fake as it gets
Say life's a gamble, I'm placin' my bet, I'm takin' a risk, I ain't playin' roulette
They ask where I'm at and I gave an address, but they go on the net and they makin' a threat
I don't know why they thought I was makin' this bread, but I definitely weren't just to stay in the ends
If I ain't on the top of the UK game and it's up for debate, then it must be Dave
If they're wearin' a chain and ain't taggin' the jewellers, I'm gonna assume that it must be fake
I was a troublesome kid in my house, had my mumsy shoutin', "You must behave"
You see a white man in a North Face hoodie and straight-cut jeans, then it must be Jakes
I'm still with my bros from back in the day, so if they ain't with me, they must be snakes, hm
It's Friday night, why they actin' brave? Think they must be waved
They're tryna throw dirt on my name and say it's PR and it must be staged
Old friends ain't showin' me love, I can only imagine it must be hate
What is it?
If it's somethin' like them, then I must be fake (Must be)
And they don't want smoke, so it must be vape (Must be)
If she ain't on coke, then it must be K (Must be)
If she don't wanna f*ck, then she must be—, huh (Must be)
The next station is Shepherd's Bush Market
What's your definition of "real"?
Or what do you look at as real?
Shootin' people for your friends
Shootin' people for your friends?
Yeah
That's "real" to you?
Yeah
Action would've started sayin' "Yeah?"
Uh, what's your definition of "real", what is it?
If it's somethin' like them, then I must be fake (Must be)
And they don't want smoke, so it must be vape (Must be)
If she ain't on coke, then it must be K (Must be)
If she don't wanna f*ck, then she must be gay, huh (Must be)
If that's what you call real, I'm as fake as it gets
Say life's a gamble, I'm placin' my bet, I'm takin' a risk, I ain't playin' roulette
They ask where I'm at and I gave an address, but they go on the net and they makin' a threat
I don't know why they thought I was makin' this bread, but I definitely weren't just to stay in the ends
Took bro off the road, we don't trap no more, that's what I call real
Retire your mum, that's what I call real, my dad got a yard, that's what I call real
And tell the mandem in jail, "If you need anythin', just call", that's what I call real
And they don't really call cah my friends don't rely on me much, that's what I call real
Beef man over postcodes, then go jail, leave your mum all alone, that's what I call fake, uh
Live a life that your music don't portray, that's what I call fake
All of that's claimin' this and that, but it weren't even them, that's what I call fake
Uh, what's your definition of "real", what is it?
If it's somethin' like them, then I must be fake (Must be)
And they don't want smoke, so it must be vape (Must be)
If she ain't on coke, then it must be K (Must be)
If she don't wanna f*ck, then she must be gay, huh (Must be)
If that's what you call real, I'm as fake as it gets
Say life's a gamble, I'm placin' my bet, I'm takin' a risk, I ain't playin' roulette
They ask where I'm at and I gave an address, but they go on the net and they makin' a threat
I don't know why they thought I was makin' this bread, but I definitely weren't just to stay in the ends
If I ain't on the top of the UK game and it's up for debate, then it must be Dave
If they're wearin' a chain and ain't taggin' the jewellers, I'm gonna assume that it must be fake
I was a troublesome kid in my house, had my mumsy shoutin', "You must behave"
You see a white man in a North Face hoodie and straight-cut jeans, then it must be Jakes
I'm still with my bros from back in the day, so if they ain't with me, they must be snakes, hm
It's Friday night, why they actin' brave? Think they must be waved
They're tryna throw dirt on my name and say it's PR and it must be staged
Old friends ain't showin' me love, I can only imagine it must be hate
What is it?
If it's somethin' like them, then I must be fake (Must be)
And they don't want smoke, so it must be vape (Must be)
If she ain't on coke, then it must be K (Must be)
If she don't wanna f*ck, then she must be—, huh (Must be)
The next station is Shepherd's Bush Market
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Don't Know Anymore
[Lily Kaplan]
'Cause we're in your drop-top, and it's hard, and I'm feelin' you
I calmed down, turned around, you put me in a mood
Old house, windows down, but I'm still feelin' you
Years passed, nothing changed, I'm still in love with you
I don't need nobody else, I just want you to myself, oh no
Mm
[Central Cee]
To get to my current position, I done more than ten thousand hours
Dreamt that I saw my name on a gravestone, maybe then they would give me my flowers
Mum put three of her boys in the tub same time cah we couldn't afford to shower
Before man snaked me, I already saw it comin', I saw they was sour
But now it's my time to experience fame, the opps tryna find out where am I stayin'
My girl don't believe anything I'm sayin', my family need anything, I'm payin'
Sat down, tellin' a therapist stories, I know she ain't gonna relate
What's this? What's that? I don't care to explain, I'll deal with the grief and bearin' the pain
I don't paint these girls in a positive way, you can tell that my heart's been broken before
Tryna heal, but it's takin' time, what's the point in life? I don't know anymore
Tell the young boys, "Stay in school", but I wouldn't be here if I followed the law
I keep makin' dumb decisions like I don't have control of my thoughts
The guys wouldn't know that I'm feelin' like this 'cause I conceal and hide it
Everyone's there on the weekend vibin', nobody's there when I need consignment
I heard the quote that the strong survive, but I still got a fear of us dyin'
Some nights still toss and turn in my sleep cah I seen some serious violence
I was six years old when Dad left home and they shot my granddad, all of that at once
My lil' bro's still going to school, but he wanna do everything that the gang does
Now he's repeatin' the cycle cah he's outside and he wanna go act up
Got sick of the carton milk, it was free school meals, we never had pack lunch
Cuttin' the mould of the loaf of bread and I looked in the fridge and the milk expired
All of the mandem jumped in the trap cah we put on The Wire and got inspired
Not surprised when I see man lyin', it's fine, I already clocked they're liars
I just saw a cat that I know whilst drivin', I might park up on the block, say hi
Mum's house bangin' out Beanie Sigel, I still don't feel much love in the air
Lost faith in God 'cause I thought I was cursed, kept it to myself cah none of them cared
Tellin' my baby, "Wait, I don't know how long it will take, I'm gonna repair
If it all falls down, would you bounce? If none of the tours sold out, are you gonna be there?"
There's a few times I lost faith in music, I put out a tune and it didn't get views
Me and my broski went and came up with a plan back then, but it didn't go through
You know that shit that you say when you're broke, like, "When I get dough, I'ma bring in you too"
Then I blew up and reality hit, shit, now I gotta think this through
Three little brothers, Mum's forty and still ain't paid off her student loan
My Dad can't move, he's f*ckin' paralysed, just went through some serious stroke
The mandem callin' me, YG's warnin' me, sayin' that I gotta leave home
I get more money, more problems now, I had less to worry 'bout when I was broke
Remember I had one pair of Air Forces, tryna keep out the creases
Now the front drive look like it's a show room, and none of them leases
I'm extremely grateful for all my people cah none of them leeches
I dropped a tape, got a billion streams and none of them even features
Now my bredrin dissed me and tryna go viral 'cause he ain't blown yet, how is that my fault?
I thought you was Christian, why don't you move like Matthew, Phillip, disciple?
But you wan' snake man, move like Judas 'cause you ain't blew, it's a f*ckin' vio
And we're London, bare opportunity, it's not like we live in Ohio
I booked hotels and flights to all of these shows and brought you to all of these countries
Say thank you and pretend that you're grateful, but when I turn man's back, say f*ck me
Whole six months livin' at your mum's, we was with big bro on our own, it was us three
Shouldn't ever bite the hand that feeds you, I leave man starvin' cah you're too hungry
I said that I got you, but you didn't trust me, I would've, but you didn't give me the chance
You can ask any one of the mandem now if I ever left 'em in the dark
Whatever's meant to be will be, I can't turn back time or dwell on the past
But I sometimes wonder, "Could have I got this far without losin' my dog?"
[Mikey Trapstar]
And there you have it
I'ma tell you something
I wish someone told me when I was comin' up
When you come from the trenches
You start doing things for survival
You pass that stage
You start doing things for the paper
'Cause you wanna make up for all the things you never had
You get bored of that quick
You start chasin' greatness
Which will teach you patience
You can't rush it
'Cause we're in your drop-top, and it's hard, and I'm feelin' you
I calmed down, turned around, you put me in a mood
Old house, windows down, but I'm still feelin' you
Years passed, nothing changed, I'm still in love with you
I don't need nobody else, I just want you to myself, oh no
Mm
[Central Cee]
To get to my current position, I done more than ten thousand hours
Dreamt that I saw my name on a gravestone, maybe then they would give me my flowers
Mum put three of her boys in the tub same time cah we couldn't afford to shower
Before man snaked me, I already saw it comin', I saw they was sour
But now it's my time to experience fame, the opps tryna find out where am I stayin'
My girl don't believe anything I'm sayin', my family need anything, I'm payin'
Sat down, tellin' a therapist stories, I know she ain't gonna relate
What's this? What's that? I don't care to explain, I'll deal with the grief and bearin' the pain
I don't paint these girls in a positive way, you can tell that my heart's been broken before
Tryna heal, but it's takin' time, what's the point in life? I don't know anymore
Tell the young boys, "Stay in school", but I wouldn't be here if I followed the law
I keep makin' dumb decisions like I don't have control of my thoughts
The guys wouldn't know that I'm feelin' like this 'cause I conceal and hide it
Everyone's there on the weekend vibin', nobody's there when I need consignment
I heard the quote that the strong survive, but I still got a fear of us dyin'
Some nights still toss and turn in my sleep cah I seen some serious violence
I was six years old when Dad left home and they shot my granddad, all of that at once
My lil' bro's still going to school, but he wanna do everything that the gang does
Now he's repeatin' the cycle cah he's outside and he wanna go act up
Got sick of the carton milk, it was free school meals, we never had pack lunch
Cuttin' the mould of the loaf of bread and I looked in the fridge and the milk expired
All of the mandem jumped in the trap cah we put on The Wire and got inspired
Not surprised when I see man lyin', it's fine, I already clocked they're liars
I just saw a cat that I know whilst drivin', I might park up on the block, say hi
Mum's house bangin' out Beanie Sigel, I still don't feel much love in the air
Lost faith in God 'cause I thought I was cursed, kept it to myself cah none of them cared
Tellin' my baby, "Wait, I don't know how long it will take, I'm gonna repair
If it all falls down, would you bounce? If none of the tours sold out, are you gonna be there?"
There's a few times I lost faith in music, I put out a tune and it didn't get views
Me and my broski went and came up with a plan back then, but it didn't go through
You know that shit that you say when you're broke, like, "When I get dough, I'ma bring in you too"
Then I blew up and reality hit, shit, now I gotta think this through
Three little brothers, Mum's forty and still ain't paid off her student loan
My Dad can't move, he's f*ckin' paralysed, just went through some serious stroke
The mandem callin' me, YG's warnin' me, sayin' that I gotta leave home
I get more money, more problems now, I had less to worry 'bout when I was broke
Remember I had one pair of Air Forces, tryna keep out the creases
Now the front drive look like it's a show room, and none of them leases
I'm extremely grateful for all my people cah none of them leeches
I dropped a tape, got a billion streams and none of them even features
Now my bredrin dissed me and tryna go viral 'cause he ain't blown yet, how is that my fault?
I thought you was Christian, why don't you move like Matthew, Phillip, disciple?
But you wan' snake man, move like Judas 'cause you ain't blew, it's a f*ckin' vio
And we're London, bare opportunity, it's not like we live in Ohio
I booked hotels and flights to all of these shows and brought you to all of these countries
Say thank you and pretend that you're grateful, but when I turn man's back, say f*ck me
Whole six months livin' at your mum's, we was with big bro on our own, it was us three
Shouldn't ever bite the hand that feeds you, I leave man starvin' cah you're too hungry
I said that I got you, but you didn't trust me, I would've, but you didn't give me the chance
You can ask any one of the mandem now if I ever left 'em in the dark
Whatever's meant to be will be, I can't turn back time or dwell on the past
But I sometimes wonder, "Could have I got this far without losin' my dog?"
[Mikey Trapstar]
And there you have it
I'ma tell you something
I wish someone told me when I was comin' up
When you come from the trenches
You start doing things for survival
You pass that stage
You start doing things for the paper
'Cause you wanna make up for all the things you never had
You get bored of that quick
You start chasin' greatness
Which will teach you patience
You can't rush it
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Can't Rush Greatness (stylised in all caps) is the debut studio album by British rapper Central Cee, released on 24 January 2025 through CC4L and Columbia Records. The album features guest appearances from Young Miko, 21 Savage, Dave, Lil Durk, Skepta and Lil Baby.
Following an anticipated release, the album debuted at number one on the UK Albums Chart and at number nine on the Billboard 200, becoming the first top-ten UK rap album in America, and Central Cee's second number-one in the UK. It also debuted at number one in Belgium, the Netherlands, Germany, Ireland, New Zealand, Norway, and Switzerland.
The album received generally positive reviews from critics, who praised its production. However, it also faced criticism for inconsistencies in its lyrical content, with differing opinions on the album's level of risk-taking.
On 11 September 2024, Central Cee appeared in an interview with Dazed, during which he noted that the album was receiving its "finishing touches". He then spoke on what made this album different from his prior projects.
With the mixtapes, I was living in [the same] house I grew up in. Now we've elevated, we're actually musicians. There were times it was hard to say man's a musician. I was just a guy that [went into the] studio [sometimes]. Now, I'm an artist.
In the US, Can't Rush Greatness debuted at number nine on the Billboard 200 with 37,000 album-equivalent units; of which 10,000 were physical sales. It was the first British rap album to enter the chart since Skepta's Konnichiwa (2016), and the first to reach the top-ten.
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Central CeeFollowing an anticipated release, the album debuted at number one on the UK Albums Chart and at number nine on the Billboard 200, becoming the first top-ten UK rap album in America, and Central Cee's second number-one in the UK. It also debuted at number one in Belgium, the Netherlands, Germany, Ireland, New Zealand, Norway, and Switzerland.
The album received generally positive reviews from critics, who praised its production. However, it also faced criticism for inconsistencies in its lyrical content, with differing opinions on the album's level of risk-taking.
On 11 September 2024, Central Cee appeared in an interview with Dazed, during which he noted that the album was receiving its "finishing touches". He then spoke on what made this album different from his prior projects.
With the mixtapes, I was living in [the same] house I grew up in. Now we've elevated, we're actually musicians. There were times it was hard to say man's a musician. I was just a guy that [went into the] studio [sometimes]. Now, I'm an artist.
In the US, Can't Rush Greatness debuted at number nine on the Billboard 200 with 37,000 album-equivalent units; of which 10,000 were physical sales. It was the first British rap album to enter the chart since Skepta's Konnichiwa (2016), and the first to reach the top-ten.
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Featuring: Young Miko, 21 Savage, Dave, Lil Durk, Skepta, Lil Baby
Genre(s): British hip-hop, UK drill
Producer(s): Albert Hype, Ambezza, Arthur Bean, Aunix, Blindforlove, Darko, Eight8, Einer Bankz, Flowrency, Frank Moses, Frank Rio, Fraxille, Gabe Lucas, Geenaro, Ghana Beats, Gino Nano, Harley Arsenault, Harry Beech, IanoBeatz, Jester Beats, Joe Stanley, Jonas Lee, Jonny Leslie, Jota Rosa, Kabeh, Kendox, Kid Hazel, Lily Kaplan, LIOHN, Mason Beats, NoFuk, Pale1080, Peter Iskander, Pontus Persson, R14, Santan Dave, Scott Styles, Synthetic, Whotfisvlex
Released: January 24th, 2025
Year: 2025