Yeah, I'm in the city tryna spend
Revolt with some bad boys, diddys in my ends
Tell the valet it's a convoy, I'm with my friends
Gyal are tryna pull me up but shit I'm pulling up again
Yeah, they know my set, set trends
Northside baby, catch me in the west end
It was Tottenham high road and now it's high street ken
Man was getting curved till they saw me in a Benz
Now when I swerve on them, I'm calling it revenge
No hate in my heart, Chrome Hearts on my chest
Still a dog eat dog world, told my dog to invest
Now my G cutting checks, he ain't getting G checked
De-stress at the Shard, we shut it down
They show us love at the Shangri-la
Fuck around and get smoked, I'll have a cigar
Man I need them new Chanel's might just take a trip to France
God save the streets
We pray
Money, power, and love
We just need some love
How about you, me, on plane escape?
Money, power, and love
We just need some love
In Sin City
I'm at the London eye
Sat here taking in the views, I don't wanna drive
All we ever saw was red and now I'm colorblind
My brother from another mother from the other side
No, we're not saints but I prefer the Saint Tropez
Dinner dates at nighttime with a Daydate
Twenty plates and up, I had so much on my plate
Had to serve food, now I tip the waitress an eight-ball
My guy grabbed grub from me, it was painful
Bite the hand that feeds you, don't you know that's disgraceful?
Made it out the manor where they'll make you or break you
Every man I brought brings something to the table
Statue out in Libertine and in Tape too
'Cause any wrong move they'll catch you and they'll catch you out and tape you
Got them throwing shade in the borough and the Shaderoom
Drinking ensuite but the liquor distasteful
God save the streets
We pray
Money, power, and love
We just need some love
How about you, me, on plane escape
Money, power, and love
We just need some love
In Sin City
Yeah, just left Hatton gardens
Diamond in the rough, really hard it the hardest
Took her Piccadilly, she so picky, ah shit
Either way I probably fuck, I just call it stardom
Respect the come up, I ain't one to complain
We was poverty stricken and now we pour champagne
God save the streets, man are preeing like I'm prey
We was really down bad we just had to elevate
Yeah, sensational
Sensational
Sensational
Sin City sensational
Sensational
Fresh to death to bless to ever stress
Sensational
Fresh to death to bless to ever stress
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