Rolling through London, I've been cruising a while I see a man in a feud with his girl Yeah about losing his child She was crying him a river I guess she's in denial And the car ain't tinted, and this aint none of our business So we aint trying to stare too long Me and the driver look like there aint one of us listening And not one of us listening, Probably both had a row with our sisterin, While the whole street witnessed Just gotta turn a blind eye, no winking We still rolling, we shoulda took the other way I'm still moaning I shoulda kept that to myself, still told him So now he's going all the way, real sulkish Clubs are closed, I'm gettin mad Like would you take a look at these lads Trying to stop a cab like they can't see man Alcohol got em feeling like they can't be slapped And one of them's vomitting kebab And the other one's hoppin on his back And his girl tryin to pick him up That's the one time that she's gotta be the man[Chorus - Daley] Taking the long way home again Watching the world drag, in the rain There's motion but there's no change It's the same old, same old Race till it's over yeah[Wretch 32] Rolling through London, where we slipped on a junction I don't wanna see any more drunkards And I'm talking to myself cause I wanna conversation with a little more substance And it's alright, it's in the brain And what a surprise it's gonna rain And we still speed past the homeless And still act like we ain't got enough change I guess summat's gotta change,traffic light he stuntin in a range Imagine I'm sat lusting at the paint While the ********** screamed that she never got paid Cuz she thinks that she never got raped She's still got the mind of a child That only happens when you never get raised Trapped in a cycle that you can never escape(woahh) And this **** used to burn me(burn me yeah) And that's why it's part of my verse BSitting in a back of a cab, guess this is part of my journey(part of life) Cuz this **** used to burn me(oh yeah) And that's why it's part of my verse B(Ba ba ba la la) Sitting in the back if a cab, guess this is part of my journey yeah(Oh oh oh woah)[Chorus - Daley] Taking the long way home again Watching the world drag, in the rain There's motion but there's no change It's the same old, same old race till it's over yeah[Wretch 32] And these things used to burn me, but now they just part of my journey And these things used to burn me, but now they just part of my journey And these things used to burn me, but now they just part of my journey And these things used to burn me, but now they just part of my journey(Oh oh oh woah)[Chorus - Daley] Taking the long way home again Watching the world drag, in the rain There's motion but there's no change It's the same old, same old race till it's over yeah Taking the long way home again Because there's no way home from here Show me a side, I'll start making my own way back when it's over, over, over I'm making my own way
Rolling through London, I've been cruising a while I see a man in a feud with his girl Yeah about losing his child She was crying him a river I guess she's in denial And the car ain't tinted, and this aint none of our business So we aint trying to stare too long Me and the driver look like there aint one of us listening And not one of us listening, Probably both had a row with our sisterin, While the whole street witnessed Just gotta turn a blind eye, no winking We still rolling, we shoulda took the other way I'm still moaning I shoulda kept that to myself, still told him So now he's going all the way, real sulkish Clubs are closed, I'm gettin mad Like would you take a look at these lads Trying to stop a cab like they can't see man Alcohol got em feeling like they can't be slapped And one of them's vomitting kebab And the other one's hoppin on his back And his girl tryin to pick him up That's the one time that she's gotta be the man[Chorus - Daley] Taking the long way home again Watching the world drag, in the rain There's motion but there's no change It's the same old, same old Race till it's over yeah[Wretch 32] Rolling through London, where we slipped on a junction I don't wanna see any more drunkards And I'm talking to myself cause I wanna conversation with a little more substance And it's alright, it's in the brain And what a surprise it's gonna rain And we still speed past the homeless And still act like we ain't got enough change I guess summat's gotta change,traffic light he stuntin in a range Imagine I'm sat lusting at the paint While the ********** screamed that she never got paid Cuz she thinks that she never got raped She's still got the mind of a child That only happens when you never get raised Trapped in a cycle that you can never escape(woahh) And this **** used to burn me(burn me yeah) And that's why it's part of my verse BSitting in a back of a cab, guess this is part of my journey(part of life) Cuz this **** used to burn me(oh yeah) And that's why it's part of my verse B(Ba ba ba la la) Sitting in the back if a cab, guess this is part of my journey yeah(Oh oh oh woah)[Chorus - Daley] Taking the long way home again Watching the world drag, in the rain There's motion but there's no change It's the same old, same old race till it's over yeah[Wretch 32] And these things used to burn me, but now they just part of my journey And these things used to burn me, but now they just part of my journey And these things used to burn me, but now they just part of my journey And these things used to burn me, but now they just part of my journey(Oh oh oh woah)[Chorus - Daley] Taking the long way home again Watching the world drag, in the rain There's motion but there's no change It's the same old, same old race till it's over yeah Taking the long way home again Because there's no way home from here Show me a side, I'll start making my own way back when it's over, over, over I'm making my own way
