Chapter 16 (Explicit)

Chapter 16 (Explicit) - Dave/Kano

Lyrics by：Dave/Kano/James Blake/Jo Caleb

Composed by：Dave/Kano/James Blake/Jo Caleb

Produced by：Santan/James Blake

Wagyu on the fifty second floor just to take the piss?

But somehow we've had to deal with higher stakes than this

You're the reason that I take the risk had me on your tour team

I studied you since I was fourteen

I wanna know what life was like in your teens

We shared dreams and even when we shared screens I couldn't get no face time

I got questions like "How'd you do it"

"Do you have regrets" like "What's your life like?"

See mine was like the sun setting pray the moon shine it's the prohibition

No ignition ran for two parties it's the coalition

Rum and Redbull like Max Verstappen but the race is different

Taste is different this adult dances in my pole positions

Youngers dying like they save the game and can reload the mission

Wearing jewelry heard there plotting when I walk my ends in South London

Suttin' you can't teach Streatham Common sense

Eating healthy cau' we trust our guts more than we trust our friends

Many frauds lot of man fake loyal imitators innovators

Take that **** to heart like defibrillator pah-pah-pah

Mothers shed tears and don't sleep for days weep for days

Killers celebrate with ID parades

Then you got the scene I face

And this pressure I inherited from you

It sounds funny but it's true

I loved you on the big screen but bro I want you back

Cause what acting game was you we done lost it back

You got a lot of years ahead of you

Some years are worse of you and some are better you

If it's not positive drop it the streets residue

But keep a piece of yourself when your selling you

This game ain't for the throne and kings are checkable

It's to be a better you envys inevitable

And please take pics with your friends

Cause I'm telling you this industry attention will severe cruise

And a sick terms to a addition to the jealous Jews

Till they diss you again like you ain't fed 'em food

But if you whip Cullinan's **** a desperate yute

You Chris in a Benz then the devils due

Them's the rules

You made it laying it this bed ain't new

But let's keep it true you know your reckless with protects and jewels

Flexers do what flexers do and steppers do what steppers do beef

Looking over your shoulder every time you turn keys

'Bout turned a gover cheek

Must a man be the bigger man

I know we strap the fire but that's the massive giant

These big essence take on the chin yeah but that's the buyer

And I'm bias but my generation got the classic writers

Your gen that's mostly your pain your the rap messiah

You and Simbi go grab the accolades that they never give me

But's that's another story I ain't goated for the glory

Couple trophy's in my storage Pawn B

Ivan don't rate a man so be it

I was in '03 on the mic getting lourdy

You think you would have flourished in my era at 140

It's quick to break jollof with you swap knowledge

But sorry I didn't make no time but catch trocky

I watched you're soundcheck that day I saw promise

Then I came to your O2 show I saw polish

But during all the pyrotechnics I was pondering like

Do you have family politics and problems?

Can you ever see when your just someones wallet?

Have you ever smelt when cousinship turns rotten?

Tell me do you ever hear from you're brother and start sobbing?

Tell me have you ever touched a million felt office?

Tell me have you ever tasted victory and didn't want it?

There was five senses what makes sense the true bosses

I've got a sixth a sense for knowing there's truly from it

Bond street dongy I know what the same cloth is

I know what the game offers

Raise boffin bake off in the sunshine till a leg in coffin legacy

Will they remember me dave?

Pfft well I guess we don't know

That's why we wake up go get it by ourselves

And I love to tell you yes but bro I question that myself

Hell full of happiness

All somebody really needs is some water I can give to my seed

Uh-huh

Heart cold like Courchevel core Chanel

Tortoiseshell glasses that I bought this girl

Toured the world love I can't seem to find it

This the **** I do for woman I don't even like 'em

Bro I need some guidance

Guida?

Bro I ain't no relationship advisor but all of this defense won't make you striker

God loves a tryer David loves a liar

But even a halves half a heart so wipe a cupid fire

Ayy where's she from this time

Do your ting bro

Every time I see your new ting bro

Cuz you don't date you Duolingo

Ayy big bro

I don't know where you got that info but that wasn't me

I need that in record and in writing

But still I love the game it's enticing

I moved out west and it's nice in these days we driving

Ahh your lifestyle boogie ahh lifestyle boogie ahh cool

I used to push a silver Porsche with two seats

Of course you did

Used to back cozy baby seats in the SUV

You know I've been Naija and I've never had Egusi

So blud what was you eating

Fried Plaintin

You ain't have the pepper soup G?

And it's Plantain but trust me that's all Gucci listen

Aight here we go

I was in Jamaica having cow foot soup

In the middle of Greenwich like I'm a real ghetto yute

Touched up town Monday and my killys gone shoot

Pump-pump-pump

I don't **** with the gang but still I'm billing up a zoot

Got me feeling like I must really have eyes in the back head

Mad

Range Rover television the Interior

Bread fell asleep in the whip becau' I feel like it

Bed I just want to give thanks for this life to me

Look mic check one two three school diners

Now we sacked off the sacks of off sea living

I'm co funding to bring back peaceful villain's

Thirty eight years that's a evil sentence

Like I don't love you no more

Dave I used to be married to the game I'm a husband no more

All these SM7B's ain't for us like before

Mike Billie jeaned on that they just discuss couple wars

And they short change us

Paper chasing all good till it's divorce papers

Newspapers court papers they all write my wills

They gone talk about your wonts till they divide your wills

That's how family feels growing up so fast

Twenty six feel like our lives on timers

Lines in the face she getting fillers to hide it

And hoe's lying bout there age like Nigerian strikers

Sorry waiter can I get this food in containers

Had to move it was dangerous

Seen beautiful places bro I used to have braces

Now it's my driver that's on a retainer

But that's just testament to God in his favor

And bro I wanted a favor let's see each other more

Catch up and make deets

Cau' the fans they miss you I know the fans they miss me

Let's make a track about this dinner and this stamp you gave me

And base it off the book of Samuel call it Chapter 16 if your down?

So who's gonna get this one then?

Hahahaha

Ight that's cool

So what's her name

Nah I'm just ******* wit your just do your thing man

But trust me don't overthink it

Like it is what it is if it's gonna be something it's gonna be something

But I know you I know you your like

Your thinking five ten years down the line

Later time