Look Like - Charlie Sloth, Stormzy, Jadakiss

This is what it looks like from inside out

When it’s time to go to war and your men ride out

Then the money start coming in, you can’t hide out

So you switch and get on the ready to die route

The hole you dug for yourself is getting deeper

Them hoes you love is just making a thug weaker

You seed now, you don’t get the buzz off the reefer

It was only the fuzz, now you running from the reaper

Death toll rises, sleep without closing your eyelids

Still reppin' both sides in Hackney

East London get live in

Until Speedy come home, we grindin'

Went from one horse to another, we shinin'

Ha, it was all good timin'

Yeah, but we still living the crooks life

JMC, Jadakiss, this what it looks like

What it look like, money what it look like

What it look like, honey what it look like

What it look like, cuh what it look

What it look like, yuh what it look like

What it look like, money what it look like

What it look like, honey what it look like

What it look like, they wonder what it look like

What it look like, what it look like

It look like more gold around my neck than a Versace shirt

I’ve got that chick doing that Rihanna twerk

Brothers hate me and my brothers

Cause the chicks they love, love me and my brothers

Couple Nickis, menaging under covers

Couple cameras, no Big Brothers

A couple niggas really see my grind

So they won’t begrudge me in a DB9

Forget the limelight, all I do is grind right

Cause I already done seen too many nine nights

The industry nearly tried to blackball

Cause my sound underground like black wool

lit up like Keano’s

The food on the menu is kilos

In the kitchen, trying to cook a blizzard

Trainers DNA of a Lizard

Y’all already know we getting them stacks

In the UK all we doing is bridging the gaps

So I’ma fly you over

So we can talk business on the white cliffs of Dover

In a black Range Rover

Customs will search you, they try to hurt you

We got a lot of pill and I ain’t talking 'bout the purple

I’m on the Isle of White, sittin' on a Iisle of white

JMC and Jadakiss is what it’s lookin' like

Started from the bottom and I’m still here

Know we started picking cotton, shit is real here

Hit the target when I spot 'em, I go hard, have you forgotten?

I walk over to the problem, «what's the deal here?»

Niggas fuckin' kill it, told 'em it’s the come up

Started off by doing robberies and run ups

All that talking’s gonna make him lift his gun up

Now all that talking went and got your bredrin bun up

0 to 100, zero on the budget

It don’t cost a thing to make your baby mother plug it

Niggas hate my lyrics but their baby mothers love it

You just bring her down, I come around and give her courage

You just bad her up, I come around and give her rounds

Niggas standin' up, I come around, they’re sitting down

Yeah I’ve had enough, add it up I figured out

You didn’t listen to me then, bet they listen to me now