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