D#m B F# D#m Jet plane headed up to the sky B F# D#m Spread wings in the clouds, getting high B F# B We ain't hit a rave in a while C# So take me back to London D#m Yo, I do deals, but I never get twanged (Twanged) B F# News that ain't ever been planned (Planned) D#m No goons that were never in gangs (Gangs) B F# Where I'm from, chat shit, get banged (What?) D#m Where I'm from, chat shit, let the 12 gauge rip B F# Yeah, sick how it fits in my hand (Hand) B I don't mix with the glitz and the glam (Glam) C# All these stupid pricks on the 'Gram D#m I don't do online beef, or neeky grime beef B F# I'm way too G'd up to beef with grime neek D#m I bought an AP to help me time keep B F# My shooter ride deep, he moves when I speak D#m My shooter ride (Ride), he shoot a guy (Guy) B F# Leave you wet like you scuba dived B We were younger then and now we're unified C# South London boys, get you crucified, I'm gone It's that time Big Mike and Teddy are on grime D#m I wanna try new things, they just want me to sing B F# Because nobody thinks I write rhymes D#m And now I'm back in the biz with my guy B F# Give me a packet of the crisps and my pint B I hit my friends up, go straight to the pub C# 'Cause I haven't been home in time D#m Yes, I, but that's my fault (Oh) B F# Grossed half a billi' on the Divide Tour (Oh) D#m Yes, I ain't kidding, what would I lie for? (Oh) B F# But now I'm back on the track with Big Michael (Woah) D#m He said, "Teddy, never get off your high horse B F# And never let 'em take your crown" B I've been away for a while, travelled a billion miles C# D#m But I'm heading back to London town right now B F# D#m Jet plane headed up to the sky (To the sky) B F# D#m Spread wings in the clouds, getting high (Woop, woop) B F# B We ain't hit a rave in a while (In a while) C# D#m So take me back to London B F# D#m Bass high, middle nights, ceilin' low (Ceilin' low) B F# D#m Sweat brow drippin' down, when in Rome (When in Rome) B F# B No town does it quite like my home C# So take me back to London D#m Yo, when I squeeze off this little plan of mine B F# On the remix, now I got Ed on grime D#m And this ain't like any top ten of mine B F# I arrived at Wembley ahead of time D#m And that's stadiums, man are aliens B F# I drink super-molten Vibranium B I go hard, I'm a livin' titanium C# And I rock a 5970 daily D#m F# But I want soul, I want flows Don't need tags ripping off my clothes D#m Don't need pricks blowin' up my phone B F# And Ted said, "That's just the way things go" D#m It's just the way things go, amazin' flows B Grime or rap, man, I gave 'em both B Took this sound that was made in Bow C# Went global, man, now the piece is closed D#m 2015 in a Baddingham pub D#m I told Stormz two years, he'll be wrapping it up D#m And you'll go through tears with the people you love D#m But when you get to the top, man, it's never enough F# 'Cause you can win BRITS (It don't stop) B And you can do Glasto (Headline slot) B But when you're miles away and you're feeling alone C# D#m Gotta remember that there ain't no place like home B F# D#m Jet plane headed up to the sky (To the sky) B F# D#m Spread wings in the clouds, getting high (Woop, woop) B F# B We ain't hit a rave in a while (In a while) C# D#m So take me back to London B F# D#m Bass high, middle nights, ceilin' low (Ceilin' low) B F# D#m Sweat brow drippin' down, when in Rome (When in Rome) B F# B No town does it quite like my home C# So take me back to London D#m B F# x2 B C# D#m So take me back to London
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