Came from the ends, now I'm flyin' in a Benz, Mandem move low but we still set trends, I’m wavy, but you’re stuck in the shallow like Thames, London boy, I got weight in my bars like it’s gyms. They say I'm on a grind, never took a L mate, Stackin' all this cheddar, never talkin' 'bout a cheese plate, I see snakes, shed skin when they fake, mate, Got the kettle on my wrist, now they movin' like Jakes. No debate, I'm the one like Stormzy, In my zone, spit a bar, leave 'em all like “cor, G”, Stackin' for the future, never move it too saucy, I'ma flip this game like it's Tottenham’s Moussa Sissoko. (Chorus) From the ends to the empire, stack it up higher, Bars so cold, I could put out a fire, Keep my circle tight, no room for a liar, UK kingpin, I’m the one they admire. (Verse 2) Writin' like Shakespeare, the pen sharp as a sword, While you were chasin' clout, I was chasin' rewards, Now I'm posted in the booth, spittin' truth, movin' forward, In the game like FIFA, play my position, I’ve scored. Makin' P’s, never fakin' G’s, Come through, cleaner than a whip in a breeze, Wanna chat about ends, but you don’t know streets, I’m from where the postcode wars turn to beef. I’m the plug, you’re just a socket, I shock it, Every line I write, you can’t knock it or block it, Got the hustle, built it up like Branson’s rocket, Now they wanna eat off my plate, but I lock it. (Chorus) From the ends to the empire, stack it up higher, Bars so cold, I could put out a fire, Keep my circle tight, no room for a liar, UK kingpin, I’m the one they admire. (Bridge) Bun your fake ting, I keep it real, Got my foot on the gas, hands firm on the wheel, From the road to the charts, I've been buildin' this skill, Now I’m risin' like Dizzee, man, this feels surreal. P's and Q's, I'm calculatin' moves, I’m from the school of Kano, you can’t fit in my shoes, Donny’s move mad when they got nothin' to lose, But I play it smart, that’s why I never snooze. (Chorus) From the ends to the empire, stack it up higher, Bars so cold, I could put out a fire, Keep my circle tight, no room for a liar, UK kingpin, I’m the one they admire.
Came from the ends, now I'm flyin' in a Benz,
Mandem move low but we still set trends,
I’m wavy, but you’re stuck in the shallow like Thames,
London boy, I got weight in my bars like it’s gyms.
They say I'm on a grind, never took a L mate,
Stackin' all this cheddar, never talkin' 'bout a cheese plate,
I see snakes, shed skin when they fake, mate,
Got the kettle on my wrist, now they movin' like Jakes.
No debate, I'm the one like Stormzy,
In my zone, spit a bar, leave 'em all like “cor, G”,
Stackin' for the future, never move it too saucy,
I'ma flip this game like it's Tottenham’s Moussa Sissoko.
(Chorus)
From the ends to the empire, stack it up higher,
Bars so cold, I could put out a fire,
Keep my circle tight, no room for a liar,
UK kingpin, I’m the one they admire.
(Verse 2)
Writin' like Shakespeare, the pen sharp as a sword,
While you were chasin' clout, I was chasin' rewards,
Now I'm posted in the booth, spittin' truth, movin' forward,
In the game like FIFA, play my position, I’ve scored.
Makin' P’s, never fakin' G’s,
Come through, cleaner than a whip in a breeze,
Wanna chat about ends, but you don’t know streets,
I’m from where the postcode wars turn to beef.
I’m the plug, you’re just a socket, I shock it,
Every line I write, you can’t knock it or block it,
Got the hustle, built it up like Branson’s rocket,
Now they wanna eat off my plate, but I lock it.
(Chorus)
From the ends to the empire, stack it up higher,
Bars so cold, I could put out a fire,
Keep my circle tight, no room for a liar,
UK kingpin, I’m the one they admire.
(Bridge)
Bun your fake ting, I keep it real,
Got my foot on the gas, hands firm on the wheel,
From the road to the charts, I've been buildin' this skill,
Now I’m risin' like Dizzee, man, this feels surreal.
P's and Q's, I'm calculatin' moves,
I’m from the school of Kano, you can’t fit in my shoes,
Donny’s move mad when they got nothin' to lose,
But I play it smart, that’s why I never snooze.
(Chorus)
From the ends to the empire, stack it up higher,
Bars so cold, I could put out a fire,
Keep my circle tight, no room for a liar,
UK kingpin, I’m the one they admire.
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