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Came from the block, now I’m countin’ these figures
Rolex face, ice cold on my wrist, no shivers
Still in the trap with the day-one hitters
But I’m in the booth now, life gettin’ bigger
Drip so clean, can’t step in my shoes
Got a bad ting textin’, she sendin’ me nudes
Money on my mind, I ain’t got time to lose
Haters keep watchin’, but I move how I choose
[Hook]
Flex with the pound notes, stackin’ it neat
Whole team eat when I step on the beat
London boy with a world-wide reach
Still stay real, I don’t change for the scene
[Verse 2]
Told mum “hold tight, bills all paid”
Now the Benz outside, black tint, matte shade
Never had luck, I was built self-made
Now I chart top 10 with the moves I played
Double cup dreams but I sip with class
Girl want love but I move too fast
Life on the road, can’t dwell on the past
Only look forward, big plans, big cash
[Hook]
Flex with the pound notes, stackin’ it neat
Whole team eat when I step on the beat
London boy with a world-wide reach
Still stay real, I don’t change for the scene
[Outro]
Yeah... stack it, stack it
Central vibe, but the flow automatic
From the grind to the stage, made it look cinematic
Money on the table, lifestyle, can’t match it
Musikstyle
UK Drill / Hip-hop beat.Tempo 140 BPM. Heavy 808 bass, sliding sub-bass, sharp hi-hats with triplet rolls, snappy snares, and punchy kicks. Dark, moody piano chords layer