Can't slip around here, opps say that my card is marked
Tripping off a tab, I can't remember where my car is parked
Had a gram of Runtz in a blunt, yeah, I just had to spark
Run upon me, little cunt, well then you're getting sparked

Picked up this posh tart, we was up in Holland Park
- told her we need time a-part
Getting big now so the sex is always À la carte
And I don't check the price when I shop, nah, I just add-to-cart

Dickhead thinks he's a big dog, he didn't even bark
Run his [clart?], call the mandem over
We done his dance
Wherе I am from, they don't even warn you oncе
You don't get a chance
Watched a man get carved up over a game of darts

Then I watched my first album drop and climb charts
Then I watched n***as try act like I ain't the best in class
Bare man from the ends bust, but they saved best 'til last
Seems like everything around me's changing fast but I'm still

Still the same, still the same
Money going up, phone blowing up, I ain't growing up, still the same

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Pissed up at the Brits with the gang, it was raining champs
Pricks asking who the fuck I am - well I am the reigning champ
Pull up in a 07, M6, with xenon lamps
Oi, Goldie, there's too much bass
You're gonna blow the fucking (amp)

Yes its Cas but just for a sec let me be frank
I heard my mans mixtape and I thought that it was wank
Slag forcing the slang, he's tryna sound like a yank
These man are so sweet they got way too much sugar in their tank

Came from the blocks I was chopping up boxes of dank
Had to warm it up in the microwave when it was damp
Bagging up 'til I had a cramp, out dressed like a tramp
Ya man never sold a gram - you just trap for the gram (insta)

Back then I walk bally when I draw out the bank
Thinking bout which rappers on my level I draw a blank
Prick flicked out a shank got licked down like a stamp
You think cos I'm on main stage that I'm here to ramp

No, I'm still the same, still the same, still the same
Money going up, phone blowing up, I ain't growing up, still the same