Stormzy – 4PM In London

Let’s tell the truth
Stop chatting ’bout my trophies, man I won them by a landslide
Woah, I think I got you on your toes
Impostors with no pride, the mosh pits are so live
2017, I’ve got the leeches on the ropes
I’ve got my brother as my manager
Check it, I’ll be posted on the block like a lowlife
Heard the first tape, they want the sequel
Fire on the streets got me bunning down my neighbours
You know them real show demons that will [?] him for real
The fat dumb judge took a look at me and threw the book at me
A crew are on the brand side
Remember when you done the Dench Tour and you brang me
Flipz, that’s my right hand
I need to drop my album for the streets, what we saying
Let me balance it, jump on a beat then I savage it
They tried to raise up the P’s then I straddle it
Let me drop it for the people
Ghanaian king, you can see it in my melanin
When they’re saying no but my God’s saying yes
They said I need to sign and then they said I need a deal
They said I shouldn’t sign and then they said I need to deal
It’s the major that the majors wanna sign
Tell me that my city isn’t pretty but I know here
I don’t beg friends, you can fly with no proppelers
What the fuck is that?
You know I’ve got this, I’m so nice
Way before the gang ties
They used to pay me for my poppy now they pay me for my rhymes
‘Cause we achieved the same things but it just took me half the time
They told me back in summer I should drop a summer tune
Loading up the bullets in my head and then I double tap
Filled with adrenaline
Please do not disturb me when I’m praying
I just announced the biggest deal in football, let me brag a bit
But everybody’s bad until they run into a goon
And haha, you don’t make more money than my missus
They come ends, get boyed then try to bill us
These dumb pricks wanna see me leave but we’re staying
And if I need to talk about P’s, I phone Lethal
Man I told them that I’m coming for the riches
Do a world tour, going places that you’ve never been
My friends supposed to tell me how they feel
Come to make a change, they’re coming for the bitches
That’s #POGBAck #SoClear #HatingNeverEverGotYouNowhere
Check the work rate isn’t equal
Them man are iffy, yeah they’re gunning for my doom
Cah I feel always loved but mandem moving like it’s not
And I am not prepared to be a snake to get my spot
And I’ll phone my brudda’s phone before I see it all on Twitter
Niggas tryna pose like they represent the youth
And niggas used to bang but nowadays them man are tweeting all the smoke
Couple man behind the scenes that I just wouldn’t reveal
Hometown hero, got my niggas and my soul here
Got my brother sorting out my cheques, I need to cut him slack
Never saw the good in me, just the cook in me
Scary foes on a scary beat, it’s getting evil
I’ll leave the game before it ever turns me bitter
Man I swear down, I’ma be the number one for ages
Rhyme’s on his trap shit, used to have the [?]
But I’ve been working fucking hard, the second album’s coming soon
Shit, look at me now, they saying that I’m the golden child
You want my man, I won’t lie, he’s probably jealous
Know them real shower demons that are looking for thrills
Feeling like I’m running out of favours
Little pussies, see you brothers plotting on the low
2017 now I’m directing like I’m Stan Lee
And yeah I came with the goons but they’re booking me still
And these rappers big me up ’cause they don’t need me at their throats
Little fuckboys, tell them I ain’t playing
I could flex on your girl like "Honey, I’m a badders"
I like my watches with no h’ice
But speaking up on Twitter isn’t trill
Ay, oi trust me, I feel the same
And now we ain’t getting paid the same, check the booking fee
I swear, GSAP Forever
Man say it with your chest if you’re an opp
Yeah, Bizzle, that’s my family, got a little family
But I see them doing neeky little shit to get me blocked
Mummy told me go get this money and kill the game
What happened to being real?
I don’t plan on running out of juice
You know I came to compete like Abramovich
And nothing was the same since my Fire in the Booth
Swear these niggas see me and they choke
I know the game, I know to them I’m just a nigga
I double up the tints, they got me blacking out the coupe
Man are doing shows now from Serbia to Kettering
They stabbed me in my back and put a gun to my chest
Told me what I couldn’t be and what I wouldn’t be
That’s no fear, tried to have me catting for a figure
These funny little rappers and their funny little disses
But I drink from his blood and I eat from his flesh
Can’t nobody hold me down
It’s funny how it happens when you’re young and you’re blessed
He said you’ve got some millis now, welcome to the family
And most these older rappers hate me on the sly
And if I’m being honest with you, I am not your bro
Turn into a savage when I’m spraying
Having little meetings saying "Stormzy’s gotta go"
I’ve been keeping quiet for a sec but now I’m busting back
Fuck that, I’ll drop another banger, get another plaque
Feeling better than I’ve ever been
They don’t like man, but they know they’ll never get us