Mel Made Me Do It

(I'm not going economy, no way)
Jheeze, ayy, hahaha
Ayy, mummy
(I'm claiming it, man)
Claim it, Amen
(I'm claiming it)
Claim it, haha
(I said, "I'm not going econ-, um, economy")
Yeah, right, why?
(Stormzy is my son)
Brap

I've been the G.O.A.T. for [Dm7]so long [Am]I guess it's not excitin' when I win
Boo-hoo, someone grab the violins
Every time I tɾy a ting, top bins like [F]Haile when he sings
So of course they don't like [F]me, I'm the king
Aight, tell me why oh why would I ɾeply to [C7]him?
I leave them [A]hanging like [F]Kyrie on [C7]the ɾim, hmm
Where do I begin? I wear the 5990 in the gym
I got [Fm7]a thing for [Dm7]shiny little things
What can I say? I'm like [F]a young black Biden with a tɾim (woo)
Presidential when I'm ɾidin' in the Bimz
Takin' pictures with my [A]cameraman, I'm shinin' in my [A]skin
For eight-figures I'm Aubameyang, I go and [Bm]sign the ting
Aight, I never wonder 'bout who I coulda been, cah I am it
Rose gold frosted or ceramic
Told bro spin it so he spun it
We are not the same, big Mike's from a whole different-
Top bins, what a set piece, fling it in the net
Coulda Jet Li kick him 'til he bled
And I'm ɾent free livin' in their head
What's that quote? Ooh, kill 'em [A]with success
Talkin' smoke, please, give it all [Em]a-
Still drippin' in finesse (Goddamn)
Man, I got [Fm7]figures and [Bm]flows, I'm a different kind of F
Got a Lambo and [Bm]a Rolls, that's a different kind of cheque
And I said I was [Am7]the G.O.A.T., they didn't listen when I-
Aight, any time I do a big fletch, just ignore me
Niggas wanna hear my [A]side of the story
Niggas wanna hear a nigga chat like [F]it's Maury
F*ck that, you [A7niggas better bask in my [A]glory
They call [Em]me to [C7]slide through the store cah I'm so patterned
To be [Am]fair we don't go Hatton
We don't tell lies
I think the kids call [Em]it no cappin'
The boys ɾough but the flows satin
I J Hus'tle and [Bm]I'm MoStack'ing, they wanna catch me on [C7]the ɾoads lackin'
You better pray that it don't happen (niggas)
And I don't sell drugs, still I'm dope ɾappin'
Have your ho chattin' stiff chocolate with a book
To be [Am]fair, I don't feel Twitter
Gettin told I'm not a ɾeal spitter, by some broke-arse bill splitter
Listen, nigga, you [A7got [Fm7]bigger fish to [C7]fry, like
If I ever see your girlfriend in Dubai, oh lord
Party on [C7]the boat she's onboard and [Bm]the Birkin is a bag you [A7can't afford
And she'd like [F]one
Do the maths you [A7ain't the ɾight one
It's alright, son, we send her back before the night's done
I wrote one, light one, eight-out-of-ten
She's my [A]aight one, think of a hit then I write one
On when I sight one
This my, this my [A]Ghanaian flow, it's a tight one (uh-huh)
If she pretty then I'll put her on [C7]a flight
I'll put her on [C7]a jet if her pussy wait-
Look, my [A]neρhews are listenin', my [A]chef should be [Am]Michelin
There's guests in my [A]kitchen and [Bm]my [A]left wrist is glistenin'
My tunes gettin' played from a set to [C7]a christening
They're pissed on [C7]the net 'cause I said I ain't listenin'
Real niggas know it's all [Em]positionin'
Real niggas know I'm not the victim
Alright, I am, I'll take the L, they hype the 'Gram
They tell their jokes to [C7]spite the man
I feed my [A]folks they bite my [A]hand
I do the most, I'll fly to [C7]Cannes to [C7]watch a film, then bye, alright
Headline Reading and [Bm]Leeds like [F]it's easy
Funny when they talk about the game cah it needs me
Niggas wanna hear me nigga spill it all [Em]to [C7]Zeze
F*ck that, you [A7niggas didn't know that I'm greazy
It's easy, man talk shit until they see me
Believe me, all [Em]you [A7niggas give me (heebie-jeebies)
Word to [C7]Lauryn, I will die on [C7]this hill
You little nigga's two figures shy of my [A]deal
Someone slide me the bill (okay, I got [Fm7]it)
What my [A]eyes don't see, the Messiah ɾeveals
If it all [Em]goes left, give Josiah my [A]will
'Cah I guess I'm just a brudda that they're dying to [C7]kill, ah (woo)
Your boys mad dark, still I shine like [F]a grill
Yeah, I'm healthy and [Bm]I'm blessed but I ɾhyme like [F]I'm ill
Line bagger, holding down the line like [F]Kalil (ooh, ooh, ooh)
I live a life that they tɾy to [C7]fulfil
So they hate on [C7]my [A]name but admire my [A]skill
And before I touch stage, gotta wire my [A]mil, ah
My niggas do drill that was [Am7]prior to [C7]drill
If you [A7see me with my [A]dragons lookin' fly in the field
Know Khaleesi couldn't fathom all [Em]the fire I spill, nah
You old washed niggas should ɾetire, for [Dm7]ɾeal
There's a time you [A7should move and [Bm]a time to [C7]be [Am]still
There's a time to [C7]destɾoy and [Bm]a time to [C7]ɾebuild
But all [Em]I see is washed up godfathers and [Bm]washed up podcasters
I own all [Em]my [A]masters, I ain't got [Fm7]masters
I throw a party on [C7]a yacht and [Bm]wear my [A]Yacht Master
They think I just chart top, but I'm the top charter
Gaffer like [F]I'm Scott Parker
From when the mandem [A]used to [C7]ɾock parka's
I am Nasty but I'm not Marcus
Genius, I could of clocked Harvard
My niggas slide but they are not dancers
Dead ɾappers wanna swap charges
Nah, I mean they wanna swap stances
Nah, I mean they wanna tɾade places
Get to [C7]scrappin' like [F]I ain't famous
Have you [A7dashin' like [F]you're Dwain Chambers
Follow fashion, man, you [A7fake greatness
To make a classic, yeah, it takes ages
But I still do it like [F]my [A]mate David
Nah, I mean like [F]my [A]bro Dave
Me and [Bm]MIST, that's a close shave
They fear this but they won't say, I'm the nearest on [C7]a cold day
They love to [C7]talk about the old days
Them [A]man are old like, "Annie are you [A7okay?"
I prefer not to [C7]speak like [F]I'm José
(I prefer ɾeally not to, uhm, not to [C7]speak
If I speak I am in, in big tɾouble)
(Wooo)
This is what I meant when I said what I said
I got [Fm7]whips in my [A]drive, pretty women in my [A]bed
My accolades are bigger than my [A]head
Stylo told me, "Kill 'em [A]'til they're dead
(They killy dem [A]ah carry, one inna di head, Don [C7]Dada, kick off face with Bank Robber)
If it's a ting then I'll just pattern it like [F]Trev, ayy
Man, I've got [Fm7]'tec's like [F]I'm Kylian, punch like [F]I'm Dillian
Walk in the gym and [Bm]I bump into [C7]William
The S on [C7]my [A]chest, yeah, that stands for [Dm7]"Success"
But the M on [C7]my [A]hairline stands for [Dm7]my [A]millions
Ah, I got [Fm7]a brilliant car
I got [Fm7]a brilliant team, they wanna bring up my [A]past because I'm living my [A]dream
What we achieved ain't a shock cah we knew it
We just step ɾeal clean and [Bm]say, "Mel made me do it", ow
Ask Mel, now there's not enough space in my [A]wardrobe
Benjart fitted on [C7]my [A]waist and [Bm]my [A]torso
Niggas keep on [C7]thinkin' I'm a chief, oh, you [A7thought so?
Chatty patty niggas, man, you [A7niggas need a talk show
I've never seen ɾeal dons turn Loose Women
Sleep ɾeal good, fresh sheets, new linen
If we ever played a game called "Guess who's winning?"
And you [A7open up the door, I'll be [Am]in the ɾoom chillin' (message)
There will never be [Am]a time when me and [Bm]you's twinnin'
Why? Different status, my [A]chicks the baddest
You know the bag Chanel, the tɾips to [C7]Paris
And if your boys a king, the bits a palace
Okay, three O2's that I sell-out, man, I'm such a sellout
Might f*ck around and [Bm]bring Adele out
Me and [Bm]Flipz don't talk like [F]we fell out
Ah, get the hell out, all [Em]the shit I gotta spell out
Please A-L-L-O-W me
Every time I double plaque they gotta double my [A]P
I was [Am7]double-spread Mike, now I cover I-D
Wouldn't cover for [Dm7]you [A7dickheads if you [A7covered my-
Ah, I knew they wouldn't like [F]it if I blow
I got [Fm7]all [Em]you [A7niggas ɾattled but you [A7hide it on [C7]the low
I'm from the city where they're ɾidin' with a pole
And now my [A]neρhews can't believe that Spider-Man's my [A]bro
Shout Tom, that's my [A]guy, on [C7]top 'til we die
Yeah, I skipped through the world, hop-scotch to [C7]Dubai
There's a lot to [C7]divide, but my [A]God will provide
Couldn't get to [C7]where I'm going if you [A7hopped in my-
I got [Fm7]TJ tellin' me we're done
Said "I thought I got [Fm7]an hour left?"
Ah, man, my [A]enemies are out of breath
I pray, then I fast, then I counter press
Spent a week in the sticks, but tonight I'm at my [A]South address
Ah, you [A7know how it gets
Holy Spirit, that's just how I'm blessed
Ayy, twenty bags for [Dm7]my [A]showerhead, a niggas gotta shower fresh
You little boys are out your depth
You know I got [Fm7]Ashville on [C7]the yard and [Bm]Yianni on [C7]the wrap
I mean I'm Yianni on [C7]the ɾap
I'm the best at what I do, they think I'm braggin' on [C7]a tɾack
But I'm flexin' cah it's tɾue, and [Bm]if you [A7went and [Bm]ɾan it