Bubbles

Got my brand new garms on, dress to impress
But conversation's kinda muffled since I got rich and tings
No matter where I am I'll always be the real deal
'Cause I ain't that fake to spread my wings and fly, you're a fool
Learnt divine right, it's my hindsight, I see it all
Underground or overground, what's the difference? I'm the king

Undercover lover, girls call me buff ting
Every step that I take is a step with precision
Double turn, indirectly spoke, I never heard a thing
Don't matter what I'm saying, it's the answer within
Over ignorant, you ain't got it, you just play far

Brown eyes, five ten, dark skin
I like money, money, money, girls, girls, cash, cash
Nike Air bubbles on my feet, looking fresh
But used to keep a Balaclava resting on my chin
In my Nike Air bubbles and they cost one ten

I'm precise, precisely why my future's looking nice

Baby cocked her bumper out, you know I gotta wind it
Got my phone line popping, all these beanies gotta crush

But it really doesn't matter 'cause you know I keep it moving
I’ll let the champagne splash
Talking like you're mighty and you're high, but I know you're small
These roads don't give a damn about any man
Yo, I'm not a gang banger but I'm good with a mash
Middle of the dance floor, lean, I'm grooving
Keep something in my pocket case these fellas try and rush
The streets don't cater for no long term plan
There's no logic in your gossip, just the writings on the wall
Nike Air bubbles on my feet, looking fresh
Got my brand new garms on, dress to impress

So I'll just keep doing what I'm doing while I can
East side crew, west side crew

But life's a jungle, everybody wants to be the king

Got my brand new garms on, dress to impress
Got my phone line popping, all these beanies gotta crush
Keep something in my pocket case these fellas try and rush
Keep something in my pocket case these fellas try and rush
If you're deep, why you gotta roll fifty to the club, blud?

I'm Mr. Dizzee Rascal, why you even asking

Got my phone line popping, all these beanies gotta crush
Got my phone line popping, all these beanies gotta crush
Keep my business on the low, you best to believe I'm outta sight
Keep something in my pocket case these fellas try and rush
Nike Air bubbles on my feet, looking fresh

When we leave the club I'm really gonna get behind it
I'm a young ragga brother from the LDN
Got my brand new garms on, dress to impress
About to hear the fat lady sing
East side crew, west side crew
Best to believe I keep it tight, best to believe I'm moving right

I’m a ghetto superstar, come straight from the ends
Far from the realist old dog, menace, you're a mark
But it's all right though, I got my eyes on the prize
Got my phone line popping, all these beanies gotta crush
Who do you think you're fooling with that fake crew love?
Got these beanies on my lap and they all want the length
Hands around my testicles, little finger rising

Keep something in my pocket case these fellas try and rush
Got my brand new garms on, dress to impress

I try and show these brothers, they refuse to understand
But you only live twice, that's on the real

Got my brand new garms on, dress to impress
Make you scratch your head and wonder is he really that flash
North side crew, south side crew
Money in my draw, bigger picture in my eyes
And I walk it like I talk it, brother ain't just hype
Education starts with discipline, I'm listening

And it's the ends here, hustle hustle, bling bing, blow it in
Nike Air bubbles on my feet, looking fresh
Got my phone line popping, all these beanies gotta crush
Nike Air bubbles on my feet, looking fresh
Keep something in my pocket case these fellas try and rush

The penthouse is lovely, it's a shame about the price
Nike Air bubbles on my feet, looking fresh
Making moves for the money everyday and every night