Текст:
Monday I never had a licence
Thursday I hopped in the Merc'
Five hundred miles on the weekend
Now we are doing skr, skr, skr
All my niggas do dirt, dirt, dirt
Might get a Ri Ri so I can work, work, work
What we saying? Black men don't cheat
So I put it on a shirt, shirt, shirt
Rah, Now its hoods up when I want to get past
Girls come Croydon, I make em trek far
Caught brain first, that what? Head start
Left her man, that's foul, red card...
Thinking about we
Running up cheques
Bloody on feet
Money like Jay
Dun-du-du dun-du-du day
I've been doing numbers
That's what I'm trying to say like
F*ck what you heard I
I've been out here living my best life
You know what it gets like
I've been out here living my best life
Yes I'm faded, faded (faded)
I've been on the wave I'm sailing (I've been on the wave)
Faded, faded (now we gonna make it rain on you, yes I'm)
Faded, faded (faded)
I've been on the wave I'm sailing
Like da da da da da (da da da da da, da da)