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cY YO LONDON, 
LET ME IN  
I promise you my carbon footprint ain't large 
Hahah
I'm tryin' find my queen 
I'm tryin' find my queen 
I'm tryin' find

I saw the rod-eye cross and murder circle above my turret
Slither spiraling banister down a hide
My ruby glass glazed specs staple to trade

a my harley quinn

She say mi roll different
Street smart and mi style magnificent
A beer badman a fi mi friend
Real top man she want 
Mi and her fi link

On the beat man school em ,I might link one ting up in north so I bump that train forest hill to dalston , on the way I might stop new cross  go after hours get

Damier print and a calm Gucci link
You would think he clashing he don't care what you think
Chanels hit the cobblestone ice blue mink
Fit gone crazy

really
Still cross my t like Nissy
I can't slip in London city
Like, I can't pity fools
I've really been on rocky roads
Now my creed is full of jewels like

bring it from London
Stack or starve not keeping it technical
Rock out a show or even a festival 
Smoking on dope, we call that sh*t "medical"
Cross

cologne (Yeah)

Lo-Look
Sometimes I like my own lil space these days I can do with a link up
Bad lil queen like London Tipton (Yeah)
Savings went down in

On London Transport I used to do my shopping
Stock-well up down at the Bank and finish up on Wapping station
Tooting my horn, 'n' kids I Turn-ham

don't need the drama I'm drumming out with the K
Hotter than Bahama the spot goin up for days 
I don't need a grip I need a rail
Wrapping up the package

the tiny boat

The Cornish pasty, the Holland Pie
The whet of Scotch, Canada Dry
Valley low, mountain high
London Pride, coconut shy

The teddy boys,

need a g from london
She never seen a ph boy before
She never reach GRA before
Where you come from
She said she need a g from london
She never seen a ph

to imitate the style now you probably missing teeth
Cause I cannot be bitten
A hoe tells you otherwise, infer it's London Tipton
Trigger finger itching; tongue

the link
Ain't droppin a mention
I know they wanna hear funds
Fuck it up Memphis
First thing I'm gonna say is
Don't trust man going straight to the door
I

cross london 
For someone who bar with me now im hunting 
I'll be grinding hard all day making funds like my names starts with kojo
If you show boat then

Is there a place where I can be me?
Is there a space I'm found, I'm complete?
I'm drifting 'cross the globe
Seeking a sense called home
Everywhere I

London to the world, yeah
(All over the world)
And I'm still a baby girl, yeah
(I'm only young)
I kill 'em, cross 'em off the
List like my name is Earl,

London City so my hands
Making L's and ting
My hands are making an L like I'm billing up
Hands making an L like it's three o'clock

That's why your wifey

she gone send next

Cuban link with a gold cross, that's how I stay blessed
Isn't it just crazy that the one you want can never see
Like is it just me

to The devil
And I still remember the face of them homies that tried to run up on niggas back in London
I never forget if he cross me they dead him these niggas

Nigga chuck 
Swear he doing it he getting rowdy 
Now people 
Start to buy the shit 
Hitting links and sucking dick 
Find some pride 
And help ya self get

on the streets I'm bubbling
And I powers, powers like Austin
Feds get the middle finger with the sovereign
I be selling out shows in London I might might link

to see what I brought back
It'll never fit where it's forced at, I put the cross back
They better, they better fall back
They wanna nag, I'm on a horseback

gone and I’m painting the pavement
Push your body through chain link fence, and tape it 
Great entertainment, ain’t it?
Hard Jewelry chains hanging 
Came