I just wanna say like, thanks to my mum innit like,
she gave birth to the greatest grime artist of all time
Heart ya man, boy better know
Thanks mum, it's been 27 years I thought
of you when I was having beef with 27 brits
I know how you feel about
I'm so sorry I lack face and fears but
All the work paid off cause I'm looking at the sunset,
Still wasting brits in the battle with the mic
But don't worry cause I got it
I've had a bad day but I realise
Back then I tried to not care,
but a mother's love is too strong so don't play with it
Plus the family's still here and me,
and she told me she still cares
Jerome's and he still cares
I try and stay cool on the low vibe
Then I gotta switch and get
they wanna ask why I just celebrate
I wouldn't do it for nothing
Cause I'm a humble guy and my
They'll come to your ends, we'll wrap it
Any bad man can say I live right here
I'm the aggiest lord of the mic here
Thanks mum, you gave birth to the
greatest grime artist of all time
Thanks mum, well earned talent
Well earned talent, appreciate it, trust me
Boy you better know what,
there's not a woman on earth who could love me more than mum
letting this girl run my life
It's so hard trying to be
Have a girl who ain't on a hype ting
I don't spit just for the sake of rhymin'
I do practice flowin' and timin'
Tightness in the ranks, I'm climbin' up
Slap your wifey up if she likes him
Even though I'm on a hype ting