Brixton Queue

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Mum said, "Text me when you land" I'm outside, cold in the van Same grey road, same red van Same old block, same old plan Top boy talk, but I stay calm Phone still buzzing in my palm One eye open, one eye on Watch that face, then it's gone Fresh white tee, creased in the bag Duck in the yard, dodging the badge Old friends changed, new friends fake I read that quick, I don't shake Backseat smoke, but I don't pass Count that change, make that last If it's on me, then it's on me Still move quick through the concrete [Pre-Chorus] Hear that bass when I roll through Whole lane tense when I pull through No long talk, just a look through Then I'm gone, that's the whole truth [Chorus] Brixton queue, Brixton queue Man get cold when I step through Brixton queue, Brixton queue Keep it low, I don't beg you Brixton queue, Brixton queue Eyes on me, I don't look back Brixton queue, Brixton queue One step in and the room snaps [Verse 2] Late-night chips in the paper wrap Rain on the hood when I circle back Blue lights flash, I don't chat Head down low, let them pass Cousin called, said, "You still there?" I said, "Yeah, I been everywhere" Not for the noise, not for the show Just for the seat and the window low Bricklay walls and a busted gate Kids still kick ball by the estate Same old stare from the corner shop Same old milk and the kettle stop I don't need much, just space and time Clean little stripe on the dotted line One more trip, then I clock out No big speech, just move out [Pre-Chorus] Hear that bass when I roll through Whole lane tense when I pull through No long talk, just a look through Then I'm gone, that's the whole truth [Chorus] Brixton queue, Brixton queue Man get cold when I step through Brixton queue, Brixton queue Keep it low, I don't beg you Brixton queue, Brixton queue Eyes on me, I don't look back Brixton queue, Brixton queue One step in and the room snaps [Bridge] Half-light now, just the road and me Old scars talk like they know me If I lose that line, what I owe me? Still stand firm when they fold me [Final Chorus] Brixton queue, Brixton queue Man get cold when I step through Brixton queue, Brixton queue Keep it low, I don't beg you Brixton queue, Brixton queue Eyes on me, I don't look back Brixton queue, Brixton queue One step in and the room snaps