Streatham

Look

I grew up in Streatham

Teachers was givin' man tests

Same time the mandem were givin' out testers

I got peng tings givin' man stress

I ain't gotta sex it, message or text it

I don't wanna do you and I

Like I'm in Leicester, skippin' my lectures

We used to ride 'round all reckless

Stolen 'peds, that's Geely and Vespas

And the feds got my broski restless

Said he got a charge in the car, no Tesla

And everybody 'round me rowdy

I walk in, tell the jeweler, "Wow me"

If you're talkin' 'bout P's just 'low me

19, I put 19 on the Audi

I'll never forget that day that I found

Me the cutest caramel-brownie

And the chest and back both bouncy

Trust me, everything shake, no Saudi

My G just came out for a shooting

And Ramz done a madness, charting

Say that man got something in common

'Cause trust me, both of their tings been barking

If you see him at a drink, cut parking

Do it like Jordan, run up and spark him

My G's been on badness, way

Before they had a moustache like Stalin

And this ting's all love and hate

'Cause a lot of man love to hate

My young G done draws and eights

Now he's cuttin' through bricks like the 1-1-8

And I ain't on indirects, diss me

And I take that personal

How you gassed of a note that's purple?

Bet you never got it Off-White like Virgil

Two men and an angry murk

That's war wit' a German, Winston Churchill

It's mad when man wanna murk you

But you know you gotta be in by curfew

And I seen a lot of man get pressured, why?

I grew up in Streatham

And teachers was givin' man tests

Same time the mandem were givin' out testers

I got peng tings givin' man stress

I ain't gotta sex it, message or text it

I don't wanna do you and I

Like I'm in Leicester, skippin' my lectures

We used to roll 'round all stupid

Mitcham Lane, that's Streatham and Tooting

I'm in East tryna link my girl 'cause I've got a baby

A crossbow like Cupid

Man are dead or in jail, that's useless

Tell a yute, "If you've got a brain then use it"

Now I drive past man I went in school with

You was the cool kid, now you look clueless

And I'm still tryna tell man

"Fuck the Audi, switch it for a Benz

When you're tryna make it out the ends"

Friends of enemies of enemies

And enemies of enemies are friends

Fuck the Benz, I switch it for a Beamer

Tell the dealer, "Need a bigger litre"

He told me he's on me when he sees me

I barely remember why we're beefin'

But, I grew up in Streatham

And teachers was givin' man tests

Same time the mandem were givin' out testers

I've got peng tings givin' me stress

Nudes in the message, put in an effort

But I don't need a me and you

Like when a chef would eat at his restaurant