Mad About Bars - S5-E12

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You ready for another spoiler?
 I've always been a man of bold predictions
 And I'm predicting that this guy right here; star in the making
 Coming outta' West London, some of you may know the name
 But for those who don't, it's my guy, Central Cee
 If you've got what it takes I'll take it
 This shit took ages
 Should know that you can't rush greatness
 But you're too impatient
 One million views ain't famous
 Need me a crib no neighbours, mad
 Need me a thousand acres
 Can't wait til a mans on stages
 I'm just not at that stage yet
 Million views I'm grateful, love
 Broski thinks that I've made it
 Whats the long term vision?
 2 m in my daughter's saving
 Cats fell back and I thought he fainted
 Dirty trap, hope the jakes don't raid it
 This when I took that L
 I thought 'bout jail and I stopped complaining
 Don't know 'bout drought
 Spoke to the plug just now and a lot just came in
 Bro's over the pot just whipping
 You know that the plot just twisting
 Bro done a whole lot of missions
 Meanwhile, whole of your block just bitching
 So it don't make sense
 Selling them party drugs, why'd you think that I'm up, 4 am
 Link my shqipe for the rawest yay
 Don't you know that talk is bait?
 Same way bro caught that case
 When I make 10 m might call it a day
 I was young and I still invested
 Cah I'm business minded
 Stay in the trap or rap, or both, I'm indecisive
 I was bando sofa surfing
 Observe, I over heard 'em
 One sign I'll burn that bridge, might go left if I miss this turning
 Can't make my mind up, I'm in two minds
 Not once did I think 'bout quitting
 I always knew that I'd blow due time
 I always knew that hoe weren't mine (ha, ha)
 I always knew them boys won't ride (real shit)
 Why'd you think that I rode on my own more time
 Let the game commence
 I'm up front, they play on the bench
 I heard who's up next?, the city been saying it's Cench (Cench)
 Tell a friend, tell a friend to tell a friend
 I been on some bullshit I'm sure its evident
 Deep down I'm hurt, I'm stressing
 But with the guys I'm fried, I'm laughing
 When it comes to riding round there stalling bare mm-ing and argh-ing
 See Wazz pull up in a foreign, who's calling and who's it regarding
 Dumb hoe just called me a wrong, I'm common so what's so alarming
 Bare hands I reckon I'd fist 'em but
 The pussy 'oles start backing out kitchens
 Bro back in the can didn't listen
 Hand full of bands in abandoned building
 If the fans don't feel this
 I'll be back in the bando filming
 Baby I'm board on the dinger had to tell b I don't have no children
 I'm not in the mood for pics, Im hearing kids saying swear that's him
 They know the songs I sing, they don't know the life I live
 They talk 'bout riding
 They don't know 'bout the violent side of things
 They see me shining
 They don't know 'bout the grind that I put in (Woo)
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 Aye Cench lets be real tho
 2020s been a fucked up year so far
 And more time don't even look like
 There's light at the end of the tunnel
 Nuff unanswered questions, and I need someone to speak on it
 And who better than yourself, free the man cuz
 Tough times don't last
 When's the pain gonna pass
 I seen older fall of and order one light, one dark
 I won't talk too much, and put that boy on blast
 They call me 23 but this ain't no last dance
 CEO im renowned
 For staying months in that town
 I'm not welcome in my house my mum abandoned her child
 Before they try and take my chain and pull there cameras out
 Imagine with a brudda on a random account
 Turn the news on, ain't nothing informative though
 I'm over it now, I'm sure that this corona's a hoax
 The less we know, fam it's like the more they control
 If all of us spoke, then I'm pretty sure we'd evolve
 Importing that dough, my brodie dodged the border control
 They gave my brudda eight years for the caller info
 Had to revoke, then I started seeing results
 I wonder who's getting called, when MPs won't cope, huh
 Nobody showed me love when I was grinding but it's changed
 Whenever I'm around them they all smiling but it's fake
 If music don't cut it then the grind is gonna pay
 I be ghosting all the time, I disappear, hibernate
 All the women that I fuck with say im suttin' else
 Cause I put money first and I don't really trust these girls
 Had to put a penny on it, I don't trust those girls
 In the trap house with my brother doing top and tales
 This ain't for the fake or the small minded
 Small circle, violate we all riding
 I got vision, this ain't for the short sighted
 Free the guys and this ain't for the law abiding
 I'm from a city full of skyscrapers
 Armed feds, s, high speed chases
 Now they wanna help I don't need your favours
 When I needed help I couldn't see faces
 Wanna see me fail and demotivated
 I ain't fucking with no rappers they ain't no relation
 I was losing hope, planning home invasions
 I'm only involved in money conversations
 Fuck a generation gap I relate to the masses
 I don't even need to drill I could pay for the action
 Central persister and I'm too reluctant
 I remember I was broke, had to learn to ration
 It was fun while it lasted now its my turn
 Chopping down the onion make your eyes burn
 I was putting work in when them guys weren't
 I'm flying straight they tryna make me divert
 

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Duration
05:12
Key
10
Tempo
146 BPM

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