Our 25th Birthday (Explicit)

Maybe I'm cynical
Maybe you feel it all too
Love is conditional
Love could go missin' on you
Maybe I'm cynical
Maybe you feel it all too
Love is conditional
Love could go missin' on you
Look
We elevated we don't have to trap harder
Now my back garden same size as Battersea Park
I ain't puttin' no suit and
Tie on I turned down the Met Gala
Mum kicked me out to be fair
I was beefin' my stepfather
I put her on first class
Would've thought I was Jack Harlow
Look I was eatin' beans out
The tin now it's avocado
I'm in Cape Town roof down
Playin' Amapiano
Dave got nine in the Sprinter
I'm tryna pack the Viano
I park wherever I want like
**** a ticket inspector
I'm your typical rapper
******* ******* my pleasure
Money h*es and the clothes
I got plenty kicks in my dresser
My akhs still in the trap
On the 25th of December
That girl is a ho but I won't
Judge 'cause I'm a slag as well
Spend a couple bills on Aperol
Spritz up in Bagatelle
Put food on the scale and hit the
Strip if the rappin' fails
I was OT I was bashin' over brazzers
Think I'm bougie I ain't
Pressin' girls in Fashion Nova dresses
Arguin' my ex goin' back and forth over texts
Baby I won't lie if you're
Mine I'm over-possessive
Bro smokin' until the roach I was stressin'
Collect my tears you can fill
A pool I'm breaststrokin' it
I started gettin' used to the mice
I just stepped over them
At the BFA I knew they'd hate
The dress code I'm in
Two-kilogram chain and it's
Makin' my neck swole a bit
My youngin got caught with the
Crack he's tapped 'cause he swallowed it
Keep the shoes intact had to
Give 'em back 'cause I borrowed 'em
Made it out the hood I might
Go enroll to a college
And get a uni degree just
To show my mum that I'm sorry
For all the times she was
Settin' them rules I never obeyed
New crib come with a chef and a maid
Get hit at a close range
That's if you're over the gate
Retire now be rich the rest of my days
Maybe I'm cynical
Maybe you feel it all too
Love is conditional
Love could go missin' on you
Maybe I'm cynical
Maybe you feel it all too
Love is conditional
Love could go missin' on you
Yeah
Elevation forever patient
I've been on my Seven Nation Army ting
Ferrari with the white stripes
No lullabies inna my life
This turbulence rock a nigga
To sleep in my night flights
My life's like I'm doin' the most
But I still feel like I ain't doin' enough
I don't know who I can trust
If I'm buyin' Chanel bags for
These women that I don't like
Then just imagine what
I'm doin' for the women I love
Red cheeks whenever I'm with strippers
That s*** just look like a clown face
I tell a nigga cut to the clout chase
Bein' broke I can feel that
Mummy had to squeeze into the flats
Like she was borrowin'
Some shoes and her heels snapped
I gotta put dollars on pages
No religion in the trap
It's Creed three feel like
I'm Jonathan Majors
'Fore I got it on stages
I got it in stages
I'm Ivan Toney the way
They're watchin' my wages
You fat ****** made five K
It's just me and my black cutter
These chains two kilos
Should be workin' with Black Butter
Festivals I'm makin' five mil' on a bad Summer
My Summer's are good never mind
Women doin' CRB checks on a search engine
I can't catch no breaks
So many ways to die you
Think we're goin' off old age
I ain't goin' off a women addiction
I got body dysmorphia a figure addiction uh
Our bread different don't lie on my name
My tax seven-eight-seven like I'm flyin' a nigga
Don't even worry I done dropped tears
Took a loss and had to drop tiers
Made it all back and hit the top tier
For eight years good morning Britain
I had to change peers
Rocky Balboa different
Fights and the same stares
Cars like drinks don't leave
Them unattended in Mayfair
For times I couldn't cover the train fare
It's Oysters the Oyster Perpetual
The women incredible
The work's seminal had to change
My number on a low I'm too accessible
Ha I could've ****** a flight attendant
But she just too professional
Are you a virgin or you work for them
A lot of niggas chase clout
But I guess it's what works for them
We're twenty-five livin' like
This was our second life
I see the pressure rise
Everybody lookin' to us
When it's time to get it right
And we can't even get to write
It's time I get a life it's time I get a wife
Shot caller robbed niggas
And ended up in hot water
But you take what you can get
When it was cold showers no powers
Had to give myself my own flowers
Sittin' at the top and niggas so sour
You know
Yeah