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Not That Deep Lyrics - Singles - Stormzy

Walk in the rave with a smile on my face 

Yeah man I got a few racks on me 

Worm came through, don't ask what you pay 

Tell man straight that a strap's not cheap 

Light up my set then I'm out of the rave 

Waiting around, nah that's not me 

I got caught in the club with a slut 

Tell my girl that it's not that deep 

 

I'm not the one you can move to 

I only lack when I choose to 

Up in my car, connect my phone to my bluetooth 

This ain't the flow that they used to 

Get stopped on the road like rah 

My mans hard, swear my man's off of YouTube? 

Come from below, then I blow like I'm due to 

Nigga fuck your voodoo 

Jakes move dark in the Vectras 

Make prof that's after the extras 

Still tryna put my Marj in a Lexus 

What's the point? Don't ask who the best is, hashtag problem! 

Whip up the rock like I'm Austin 

The man with the options, know a wasteman when I spot them 

Park off the whip like, yeah man we lost them 

Getting money in, it's often 

Still got bare grown men all scared of the kid 

Can't lie it's been a good year for the kid 

Your postcode don't make you a gangster, you're not bad your area is 

Fifth gear but it's six gears on the stick 

You blowing up this year is a myth 

We've got ten man chasing a dream, you've got ten man sharing a spliff, like 

Wind me up yeah I'm raring to flip 

Washed dons can't bear when I spit 

Ride for my friend, yeah I don't care who it is, tell man be careful you div 

Beef with the champ, my man pulled out a shank, how you gonna scare me with this? Nah really, how you gonna scare me with this? 

My bro stabbed me in my back 

Ask Swift what I do about that 

He said Ak, brother don't talk just attack 

Came to the all white ting in all black 

Jumped on the mic with Jabba and Tash 

Check one two check, nigga I'm gassed 

Mandem roll through, yeah nigga I'm back! 

 

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Walk in the rave with a smile on my face 

Yeah man I got a few racks on me 

Worm came through, don't ask what you pay 

Tell man straight that a strap's not cheap 

Light up my set then I'm out of the rave 

Waiting around, nah that's not me 

I got caught in the club with a slut 

Tell my girl that it's not that deep 

 

A rapper try come for my throne 

Ask Flipz should I kill them or no? 

He said "yo, brother don't talk just blow" 

10 car convoy to my last show 

Spliff in the club, what d'you mean I can't smoke? 

Drink in my cup, what d'you mean I can't cope? 

Bun down the dance then I send man home 

You can check my bros 

Some of them buss gun, some of them go uni 

Some of them go church on a Sunday, some of them mash work with a uzi 

But none of my mandem are fruity 

Yeah most of my mandem are unruly 

Man are dishing out threats, putting money on my head 

Then they see me on the roads then they screw me 

How can I be scared? Big man like me with a beard 

I buss two two jokes in my vids, now they think I'm a prick, little nigga beware 

Swear that nigga turned bad last year? 

Fuck your tape, nigga we don't care 

Stormzy's whack yeah? I swear I've been grinding, oh well nigga life ain't fair 

Yeah man know what it is when I'm out on the strip, with Flipz when I'm sliding through 

I'll take the piss, slap mans chicken and chips and your pissed if I like your food 

Smoke with Dee, he said, "yeah man it's peak the rap scene now relies on you" 

He said "you know I'm not lying, it's true" 

I was like "where's my Fire in the Booth?" 

Check my stacks, I was that boy in the corner, little black boy with the strap 

D's in the trap, putting down a brick into quarters, nigga get corned for your chat 

All for the racks, banging out "Private Caller", take a little more of my 'nac 

It's mad, man can't text me again 

Tryna make dark skin sexy again 

Word, see me on the road with my bros, feds can't make man talk 

Never had a whip, never had Ps for a cab, couple man made me walk 

Then I hit a lick, gave man food on the tick, couple man paid me short 

Caught him in West, he was tryna buy some creps, beat him up in JD Sports 

I laid his corpse, rude boy lower your tone 

Couple pagans try follow me home 

Said "Yo Merms, can I borrow your phone?" 

G, come link me at the end of my road 

I just do my thing, I just chill, I don't really make no fuss 

My Gs them tell man cool, get that done, rudeboy leave it to us 

 

Walk in the rave with a smile on my face 

Yeah man I got a few racks on me 

Worm came through, don't ask what you pay 

Tell man straight that a strap's not cheap 

Light up my set then I'm out of the rave 

Waiting around, nah that's not me 

I got caught in the club with a slut 

Tell my girl that it's not that deep 

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