I'm from that
I'm from that
I'm from that
I'm from that
I'm from that
I'm from that
Southeast circular
City meets suburbia
City life suburbia
Shit's cold like it's Serbia
I'm from that southeast circular
City meets suburbia
Train ride from b-side
Watching for my t-sides
The peace nice
Better if I'm routing a rave
The piece nice
Tagging off a minimum wage
Plastics in the trackies
Pass greens in the baggies
Pass fiends up in Palace
Bond streets like your manors
I'll Mitcham, Morden your Sutton
But this is summer in London
They're Clapham
With the Wandsworth
They're onto
Any little fassy
With a Moncler
The pong herb
A green-edged baggy
That's the pot served
I've got nerve
Handling these mains
Like hors d'oeuvre
Galatea I'm no Pyg
Greek myths they were hoping
Bellingham cause she Downham
Southend looking fountain
Flipped her to b-side, the behind
Came Bromley to Bow
I'm Cupid with the bow
I'm up in East til my miles end
My pockets on a Benz
Merc'ing diesel n pens
Uber straight to the ends
Henry's down to the stems
Hoover greens not a tens
74s to the floor
8's n reeboks galore
It was puff puff pass
As we passed our yards
All aces and hearts
Twinkling eyes like the stars
Can you Adam and Eve
Boards and blowing leaves
Bars missed the tender days
Bar mitzvah's we blended age
Beaula to Kitto
All blends near the Brockley
It's monopoly
When you view from the top see
Serving greens
Losing queens, really runaway p's
Banks went south
You can't take the south outta bank
Teased with tins
Folding skins
Whilst I'm talking to Frank
To be frank
Francs were flying
On the Swiss and the dank
Stamping tins till they spray
Metaphor for my life
I take the good with the nice
Pinch of salt with the lies
We're on June for the hot noon
Vicky Park and long zoot
Kimber Road and we're on twos
Red stripes we're not on blues
Mano to mano never goes
How we plan tho
Adding O's to our manhood
Getting caught on the back foot
Offer more than the facts could
I'll page and leave like a Backwood
