[Intro: K-Koke]
Alright, listen
Uh, alright
Look, look, look

[Verse 1: K-Koke]
Look busy from the start
Written in my heart
I stay busy, say nizzy, four fizzy, might spark
No nights arff
I'm grinding like I'm supposed to fam
Sliding from the sirens, trynna find us in their police van
Holding grams, trynna find the master plan
Talk dough and don't phone, I won't answer fam
I'm so road these labels can't chance a man
I'm a no-go, the po-po are trying to shut him down
 [bad word] around, I can't perform in my [bad word] town
It's like they all unsure when [bad word] around
Cos i'm that raw from the floors of the underground
And [bad word] pure you can't cut it down

[Hook: Stefflon Don]
 [bad word] from a place you won't like to go
Judged by race, you might not make it home
Street from the gully of the gaza
 [bad word] like sauna
These bad man you [bad word] back pon the corner
I bleed, it must be the marijuana
If I see enemy, me raise the llama

[Verse 2: K-Koke]
 [bad word] it i'm back
You man are under attack
I want what's mine and on my life
Man [bad word] it back
I swallow pride, lost my mind like one of my hats
I'm from the dark side of London, used [bad word] in flats
I've sold dark, white and onions, [bad word] a stack
I've sent my own [bad word] aunt to go and pull in the cats
You say these roads ain't cold, then you ain't living it fam
I'm out here, strike a pose, take a picture with man
Round here is a no-go for opposite gangs
Feds know man and hope to cuffs on my hands
Check the slogan
Stay busy, hustle and bang
And [bad word] your program
Cos I ain't really [bad word] with man

[Hook: Stefflon Don]
 [bad word] from a place you won't like to go
Judged by race, you might not make it home
Street from the gully of the gaza
 [bad word] like sauna
These bad man you [bad word] back pon the corner
I bleed, it must be the marijuana
If I see enemy, me raise the llama