[Intro: Cam'ron as Rico]

Yo, come on, Mitch, you know I gotta go

Bring your mother*ckin' a**

[Chorus: 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 sh*t 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

[Verse 1: 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 G-17 would've came with a switch

[Chorus: 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 (P*ssy)

That's GBP, the price go up if it's USD (21)

Better watch your words, I'll get you X'd 'bout the sh** 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

[Verse 2: 21 Savage]

Latex gloves, I'm on the 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 b*tch in my will

Got day ones, and I'm with 'em 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 sh*t get spicy (Rats)

Internet beef, if I catch you in traffic, the f*ck you gon' do, n***a, type me? (P*ssy)

I put this on God, I hit the b*tch 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)

[Chorus: 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 (P*ssy)

That's GBP, the price go up if it's USD (21)

Better watch your words, I'll get you X'd 'bout the sh*t 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

I don't say much, but I hear everything that is said
It don't go over my head
Success is the best revenge, no stress, I still ain't missed, huh
We could've gone 'round there, put it on social media and ruined his cred
Could've grabbed the habad, put two in his head, but I let God do it instead
They done man wrong, where are they now?
Nowhere to be seen (where they at?)
The power's strong, where am I now?
I been in the charts for eighteen weeks
My bro stay knocking man out
Make man tap out, but he stay on his deen like Khabib
Bro, I know it's long time no see, but I'm here whenever you need
Sat in the bando watching Snap weren't good for my mental health
The things that I see on a daily basis be on the Daily Mail (for real)
Why the hell would I dwell on the past when I make profit off the pain I felt (pain)
How the fuck these guys gonna date these girls when can't even pay for themselves (how?)
Few of these females left me on read back then, but look now, I bet they regret it
They used to ask what I do for a living, I said that I work in a chemist (tap)
I had no money, I weren't embarrassed, I'm doin' up road in my Toyota Yaris (tap)
See squalay tryna cut through traffic, rule number one, don't panic (rule number one)
I know they hate that they can't ignore me, I'm all over London Town, huh
It's funny to think that I went OT when I was 16 for a hundred pounds
I get gyal easy, you know, true, LYM, we don't run them down
I couldn't care less what they say on the blogs as long as my mumsie proud
I keep on telling the young bulls, "Grind, don't quit cah it's all about timing"
Bro's on a ped with a brick on him and and he's tryna blend in, so he's wearing a hi-vis
Always tryna get the party turned, that's how I got nicked at Wireless (alright)
I told little bro when I stepped outta cells, "It's calm, one day I'll headline it"
They done man wrong, where are they now?
Nowhere to be seen (where they at?)
The power's strong, where am I now?
I been in the charts for eighteen weeks
My bro stay knocking man out
Make man tap out, but he stay on his deen like Khabib
Bro, I know it's long time no see, but I'm here whenever you need
Put my life on the line to see bro elevate
Sometimes I feel like I'm way too generous
Step on the gas one time, accelerate (uh-huh)
I need the same time-piece as Federer's
First flight that I took was a EasyJet, now it's DXB, I'm on Emirates
Live your movie, I say it with emphasis, but the flow too effortless
I'm wary, gotta stay on my pivot (stay on it)
Reminding myself it's business
Gotta stay out my feelings
Still gotta weigh up my options (options)
I met a lot of these rappers (and?)
And we ain't got nothin' in common (alright)
Tryna ship out the bud from Cali
Everyone got bud from Holland (from Holland)
The week that I dropped my tape Wild West
I painted my city orange
I see a lot of videos look like mine, I don't even mind, just pay me homage
Stuck in the trenches, skin go pale, I been in L.A., now my skin look olive
I told lil' bro, "Gotta stay in school, I'm a bad example, I didn't go college"
I listen a lot but I don't speak much
I kept it brief, she think that I'm shy
She's down for the cause, I told her I'm done
She said she want more, I brang in my guy
I was dead broke, I had no hope
I sat and I thought 'bout ending my life
I was down bad and they asked how I am
I got up like a man and I said I'm alright
I got on my grind, didn't make excuses
Stayed in the trap, got hot, got humid
The hood just full up of drug consumers, so we abuse it
If I don't do it then someone gon' do it
Trusted the man and he done me like Judas
Bare opportunists, no opportunity
Trust in the government but they all clueless
They done man wrong, where are they now?
Nowhere to be seen (where they at?)
The power's strong, where am I now?
I been in the charts for eighteen weeks
My bro stay knocking man out
Make man tap out, but he stay on his deen like Khabib
Bro, I know it's long time no see, but I'm here whenever you need
So I wanna say alhamdulillah
God give me everything
Alhamdulillah
I know you guys, this, they don't like this
Alhamdulillah