Intro
Mad
Mad
Verse 1
Back when me and Avelino used to make tracks
Live and die in the LDN, in Ends, it's mad [Shit's crazy
Trappers and a whole family in the same damn flat [Um
Eve tryna get a salary while Adam out here
Licking shots to the cats, don't lack
Shubz on a Friday pulling up at Jbo's gaff [Skrt-ing, ayy
2-2 gyal getting moved by 2-2 man [2-2 man, ayy
Come off the decks if you can't mix, it's not happening [Nah
More time gunshots in the air like bap-bap-bap-bap [Mad
Book smart with the bars, but I never learnt that from school [Nah
Sixteen doing up radios sets, I was spinning up all them fools
[Spinning 'em, spinning 'em, ayy
Times I would get home late to my mumzie's crib
"Simbi, who are you with?
What have you done?
Where have you been?"
Shit [Damn
Tears in my eyes, real tears when Ken got nicked [Ken got nabbed
Tore everyone apart, but the law don't give two shits
[Don't give two fucks
Just another Black boy in the system doing time in bin [True
But he had a heart full of gold, good intent with a smile so big
Oh, he did, ayy
Chorus
We used to have dreams of getting out the flats [Getting out the flats
Playing PS2
Crash Bandicoot, Mortal Kombat [Know them ones
I mastered my flow like Dizzee and Busta [Legends
And one day buy real weed from a Rasta [Real Rasta man]
Verse 2
Slicking down baby hairs way before Insta [Way before Insta
Time when I had a dummy on my chain
All for one likkle pose in a picture [Snap-snap, ayy
Year 11 when I started putting the trees in Rizla [Smoke, smoke
And to the niggas that fell off in this ting, no, we don't miss ya
No, we don't
But sometimes you have to go missing [Missing, missing
Need a way out, I was hoping, praying. and wishing [Praying and wishing
Now I'm doing up some mad tings, doing up big tings
Still I'm in Ends when I pass through junior's planting, ready on sight
When I walk in Wayne shouts out "Yo, waa gwaan, sistren"
Kill 'em with flows
One by one or I kill 'em in bulk
Simz is the only one on her job
It's bait, everyone in London knows [Um
But still, nah, they don't wanna give no props, but life's good when you make this much dough
I'm laid back, I'm good, I'm easy
Old school, it was too damn easy
Chorus
Ina my Air Force one new era hat [Era hat
Playing PS2
Crash Bandicoot, Mortal Kombat [Mortal Kombat, old school
Used to bump train and dip the conductor
Now I can buy
Whole heapa ting from a Rasta [Bare tings
We used to have dreams of getting out the flats [Ooh, we did, we did
Bus rides to the studio just to make tracks [EC1 days
I mastered my flow like Luda and Kano [True
Ask Lou and Reece and them man, trust me, they know [Trust me they know, they know, they know]
Outro
Listening to new sounds of Little Simz
Little Slimz
This is 101 FM
We're live at ya
Top of the flats
Can't see us, but you can hear us
We're loving it, you're loving it
Sweet as a fucking nut
