| Rolling through | |
| London, I've been cruising a while | |
| I see a man in a feud with his girl | |
| Yeah about losing his child | |
| She was crying him a river | |
| I guess she's in denial | |
| And the car ain't tinted, and this aint none of our business | |
| So we aint trying to stare too long | |
| Me and the driver look like there aint one of us listening | |
| And not one of us listening, | |
| Probably both had a row with our sisterin, | |
| While the whole street witnessed | |
| Just gotta turn a blind eye, no winking | |
| We still rolling, we shoulda took the other way | |
| I'm still moaning | |
| I shoulda kept that to myself, still told him | |
| So now he's going all the way, real sulkish | |
| Clubs are closed, | |
| I'm gettin mad | |
| Like would you take a look at these lads | |
| Trying to stop a cab like they can't see man | |
| Alcohol got em feeling like they can't be slapped | |
| And one of them's vomitting kebab | |
| And the other one's hoppin on his back | |
| And his girl tryin to pick him up | |
| That's the one time that she's gotta be the man[Chorus - Daley] | |
| Taking the long way home again | |
| Watching the world drag, in the rain | |
| There's motion but there's no change | |
| It's the same old, same old | |
| Race till it's over yeah[Wretch 32] | |
| Rolling through | |
| London, where we slipped on a junction | |
| I don't wanna see any more drunkards | |
| And I'm talking to myself cause | |
| I wanna conversation with a little more substance | |
| And it's alright, it's in the brain | |
| And what a surprise it's gonna rain | |
| And we still speed past the homeless | |
| And still act like we ain't got enough change | |
| I guess summat's gotta change,traffic light he stuntin in a range | |
| Imagine I'm sat lusting at the paint | |
| While the prostitute screamed that she never got paid | |
| Cuz she thinks that she never got raped | |
| She's still got the mind of a child | |
| That only happens when you never get raised | |
| Trapped in a cycle that you can never escape(woahh) | |
| And this shit used to burn me(burn me yeah) | |
| And that's why it's part of my verse | |
| BSitting in a back of a cab, guess this is part of my journey(part of life) | |
| Cuz this shit used to burn me(oh yeah) | |
| And that's why it's part of my verse | |
| B(Ba ba ba la la) | |
| Sitting in the back if a cab, guess this is part of my journey yeah(Oh oh oh woah)[Chorus - Daley] | |
| Taking the long way home again | |
| Watching the world drag, in the rain | |
| There's motion but there's no change | |
| It's the same old, same old race till it's over yeah[Wretch 32] | |
| And these things used to burn me, but now they just part of my journey | |
| And these things used to burn me, but now they just part of my journey | |
| And these things used to burn me, but now they just part of my journey | |
| And these things used to burn me, but now they just part of my journey(Oh oh oh woah)[Chorus - Daley] | |
| Taking the long way home again | |
| Watching the world drag, in the rain | |
| There's motion but there's no change | |
| It's the same old, same old race till it's over yeah | |
| Taking the long way home again | |
| Because there's no way home from here | |
| Show me a side, | |
| I'll start making my own way back when it's over, over, over | |
| I'm making my own way |
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