Skepta - Back Then lyrics

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Back then hoes didn't want me

See me on the magazine cover

And they're all on me

The sun goes down

These skets wanna call on me

They can see that I make paper

My last mixtape was a game changer

And now I got these hoes on my iPhone

Talkin' about, "Hey stranger"

I just double tap

Switch apps

Ain't nobody got time for that

Jump on the plane and I kick back

This plane that I'm on got Wi-Fi

Run up your mouth online

Get a bitchslap

Cause man don't do that tit for tat

Don't wanna tweet

Don't wanna talk

Don't wanna interact with you

I can't take these niggas

Who the fuck raised these niggas?

Don't know a thing about workin' hard

Nobody gonna employ or pay these niggas

Yes I come from the streets

But still man is trying to make them Jay Z figures

And like Lukey said,

"Trust me, failure's not an option"

Straight out of London, Tottenham

I get love from Houston to Compton

From Vancouver to Boston

Give me the mic, I shut down

No problem

Treatin' shows of 25 people the same as 25 thousand

That's why I'm on a worldwide tour

And I ain't even dropped my album

I never saw this comin'

When I was in the hood, stressed out, bunnin'

I had a strap on my lap thinkin' about enemies I wanna put one in

Now I don't care what niggas say

I've got girls down under tellin' me that I'm on Triple J

All my niggaz on the rise, man

It's a sad time for the KKK

They're trying to work out what's happenin'

David Cameron on the phone to Obama

Man are shakin' and panickin'

When they see the Shutdown Shoreditch gatherin'

Come off my TV,

All they do is stand up and pose like mannequins

I put my voting card in a black bin and I dash that like javelin

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