[Chorus]
Man I'm in London, Brixton, Camden
Sipping a can with a spliff in the hand
London is busy this city is tricky
This city is cold
Wake up with a headache and I’m so poetic
And life is a madness
London is pretty
This city is butters this city is both

[Verse 1]
I call it my home and it's live
Days will go by and they swallow the time
Spend hours sat by the river a night
Sipping on wine
Always red over white
Making a stop at the offie of course
Grabbing a couple of drinks for the ride
Hop on the tube and I'm minding the doors
Linking the gang and we’re making a vibe

[Chorus]
Man I'm in London, Brixton, Camden
Sipping a can with a spliff in the hand
London is busy this city is tricky
This city is cold
Wake up with a headache and I'm so poetic
And life is a madness
London is pretty
This city is butters this city is both
[Verse 2]
Someone's gotta right these ways
And the man can't tell me the feelings fake
When the prices rise and the bills still racing
High as fuck and they won't quite taking
I move slow shoot high like I might take a minute
Make it seem like patience
People up there don't get it like us
So I pick them off roll them in a mad fat paper
I'll take the night by storm and ill roam with the gang on a late one
I’ll make it vanish ill take light blacken it, leaving the streets ill take off
Life with inflation, everything raised but they won’t put the wage up, governments lame and they'd rather see a mother and her kids on the pavement
Than have a missed payment

[Chorus]
Man I’m in London, Brixton, Camden
Sipping a can with a spliff in the hand
London is busy this city is tricky
This city is cold
Wake up with a headache and I'm so poetic
And life is a madness
London is pretty
This city is butters this city is both

[Verse 3]
Said I'm in London I'm loving the city I’m loving the heat from the sun when it shines
Billing a foot and I'm smoking it silly the higher the grade
Well the redder the eyes
Finding a spot we can chill in the nicer the view, the more quiet the better the find
People I see in the streets and I wonder if any have similar minds
People will come and then ghost
Oh no you can never know
Have a guess what the future might hold
Whatever it means and whatever the reason
I don't even care anymore
What I might find on the road
Try not to worry at all
Whatever I'm dealing with
Keeping the feeling up
[Chorus]
Man I'm in London, Brixton, Camden
Sipping a can with a spliff in the hand
London is busy this city is tricky
This city is cold
Wake up with a headache and I'm so poetic
And life is a madness
London is pretty
This city is butters this city is both