It's who dares wins in the city
Sit pretty
Locked on not Tripoli
Get dressed for the party
As I spit simile after simile Got the latest Nikes on my feet
The streets merely reflect this ba** line and beat
Lock on to 102.6 the streets
Kronenburg double doves and herbs actions speak louder than words
Get f**ed up sat on the curb
Street geezers
Accept me as your own
Let me make myself at home
I just ain't a clone
Still got the monsta boy ring tone though
Raised as a northern star
With a London underground travel card.