作曲 : Ed Sheeran/Fred Gibson/Max Martin/Michael Omari/Shellback 制作人 : Kenny Beats/Skrillex 混音师 : Jaycen Joshua 贝斯 : FRED 鼓 : FRED 音频工程师 : DJ Riggins/FRED/Jacob Richards/Joe Rubel/Michael Ilbert/Mike Seaberg Remix : Sir Spyro 母带工程师 : Stuart Hawkes 和声 : FRED 人声 : Jaykae/Ed Sheeran Jet plane headed up to the sky Spread wings in the clouds, getting high We ain't hit a rave in a while So take me back to London (Yo) I do deals, but I never get twanged (Twanged) Moves that ain't ever been planned (Planned) No goons that were never in gangs (Gangs) Where I'm from, chat **** get banged (What?) Where I'm from, chat ****, let a 12 gauge rip Yeah, it's sick how it fits in my hand (Hand) I don't mix with the glitz and the glam (Glam) All these stupid *****s on the 'Gram I don't do online beef, or neeky grime beef I'm way too G'd up to beef with grime neek I bought an AP to help me time keep My shooter ride deep, he moves when I speak My shooter ride (Ride), he shoot a guy (Guy) Leave you wet like you scuba dived We were younger then and now we're unified South London boys, get you crucified, I'm gone It's that time Big Mike and Teddy are on grime I wanna try new things, they just want me to sing Because nobody thinks I write rhymes And now I'm back in the bits with my guy Give me a packet of crisps with my pint I hit my friends up, go straight to the pub 'Cause I haven't been home in time, yes, I But that's my fault (Oh) Grossed half a billi' on the Divide Tour (Oh) Yes, I ain't kidding, what would I lie for? (Oh) But now I'm back on the track with Big Michael (Woah) He said, "Teddy, never get off your high horse And never let 'em take your crown" I've been away for a while, travelled a million miles But I'm heading back to London town right now Jet plane headed up to the sky (To the sky) Spread wings in the clouds, getting high (Woop, woop) We ain't hit a rave in a while (In a what?) So take me back to London Bass high, middle nights, ceilin' low (Ceilin' low) Sweat brow drippin' down, when in Rome (When in Rome) No town does it quite like my home (They don't) So take me back to Birmingham, 0121. stand up You better tell them the hooligan's here My team can't lose when I'm here Outside, quick twos and a beer You see me when I choose to appear Just paid a few bag for my carpet Blud, take off your shoes when you're here Yo, I can turn boos into cheers Trip chunning man choose for the gears Rep blues when I'm here It's Brum Fam, are you dumb? Red red wine or you want a redrum You can be forty, you don't wanna war me End of story, you're gunna get spun Man smoke **** 'til my whole head's numb Don't talk greaze cos I won't take none VIP in my own section Wild wild west with the old western, it's Brum Old school raving, back to scally And the AP, packed with gally Take me back to Manny Blacked out Roll full of yack and maggot And a S3 boot full of packs of Cali Hit the booth, man, slap it, snap it Bap bap, that's that, trap, rap to mappy Some man are blessed, some are bad and trappy Gets cold up north, pack your hat and trackie' Huh, man was made to set pace Young Aitch, I came for first place Made a change to get paid Fam, I stayed in my lane and came with that flame Day to day we on stage Make my K, then I skate and catch the next plane Baking up when I wake Rake it up, get it saved It's make it or break It's make it or break Human man, still make a mistake Mad now Aitch just made a mixtape Told Jaykae to make the next eight We 'bout to set pace' I can't get about no more it gets bait And I don't get head no more, I get face She don't want him no, more she wants Jay And she don't want me no more she wants Aitch (Aye) Jaykae, make a lot of P (Uh) Go straight there if that's where I've got to be Wait, stop, pop my collar, I'm a G 5 million minimum, what I wanna see And anything, I'm gonna put that to bed Tell mumsy that I'm on a track with Ed Aim this one at your head Write bars with a pen on a pad when the battery's dead Jet plane headed up to the sky (0161) Spread wings in the clouds, getting high (0121) We ain't hit a rave in a while So take me back to London (Woo) Bass high, middle nights, ceilin' low Sweat brow drippin' down, when in Rome No town does it quite like my home (Like my home) So take me back to London
[00:00.00] 作曲 : Ed Sheeran/Fred Gibson/Max Martin/Michael Omari/Shellback [00:00.07] 制作人 : Kenny Beats/Skrillex [00:00.15] 混音师 : Jaycen Joshua [00:00.22] 贝斯 : FRED [00:00.30] 鼓 : FRED [00:00.38] 音频工程师 : DJ Riggins/FRED/Jacob Richards/Joe Rubel/Michael Ilbert/Mike Seaberg [00:00.45] Remix : Sir Spyro [00:00.53] 母带工程师 : Stuart Hawkes [00:00.60] 和声 : FRED [00:00.68] 人声 : Jaykae/Ed Sheeran [00:00.76]Jet plane headed up to the sky [00:04.55]Spread wings in the clouds, getting high [00:07.87]We ain't hit a rave in a while [00:11.35]So take me back to London (Yo) [00:13.46]I do deals, but I never get twanged (Twanged) [00:15.47]Moves that ain't ever been planned (Planned) [00:17.11]No goons that were never in gangs (Gangs) [00:18.79]Where I'm from, chat **** get banged (What?) [00:20.58]Where I'm from, chat ****, let a 12 gauge rip [00:22.47]Yeah, it's sick how it fits in my hand (Hand) [00:24.04]I don't mix with the glitz and the glam (Glam) [00:25.65]All these stupid *****s on the 'Gram [00:27.39]I don't do online beef, or neeky grime beef [00:29.47]I'm way too G'd up to beef with grime neek [00:31.17]I bought an AP to help me time keep [00:32.76]My shooter ride deep, he moves when I speak [00:34.65]My shooter ride (Ride), he shoot a guy (Guy) [00:36.39]Leave you wet like you scuba dived [00:37.96]We were younger then and now we're unified [00:39.65]South London boys, get you crucified, I'm gone [00:42.02]It's that time [00:43.33]Big Mike and Teddy are on grime [00:44.87]I wanna try new things, they just want me to sing [00:46.76]Because nobody thinks I write rhymes [00:48.33]And now I'm back in the bits with my guy [00:49.94]Give me a packet of crisps with my pint [00:51.62]I hit my friends up, go straight to the pub [00:53.81]'Cause I haven't been home in time, yes, I [00:56.10]But that's my fault (Oh) [00:57.25]Grossed half a billi' on the Divide Tour (Oh) [00:58.82]Yes, I ain't kidding, what would I lie for? (Oh) [01:00.45]But now I'm back on the track with Big Michael (Woah) [01:02.33]He said, "Teddy, never get off your high horse [01:03.97]And never let 'em take your crown" [01:05.67]I've been away for a while, travelled a million miles [01:07.59]But I'm heading back to London town right now [01:09.95]Jet plane headed up to the sky (To the sky) [01:14.13]Spread wings in the clouds, getting high (Woop, woop) [01:17.58]We ain't hit a rave in a while (In a what?) [01:21.05]So take me back to London [01:23.20]Bass high, middle nights, ceilin' low (Ceilin' low) [01:28.04]Sweat brow drippin' down, when in Rome (When in Rome) [01:31.49]No town does it quite like my home (They don't) [01:35.24]So take me back to [01:36.45]Birmingham, 0121. stand up [01:38.45]You better tell them the hooligan's here [01:40.00]My team can't lose when I'm here [01:41.77]Outside, quick twos and a beer [01:43.47]You see me when I choose to appear [01:45.20]Just paid a few bag for my carpet [01:47.05]Blud, take off your shoes when you're here [01:48.78]Yo, I can turn boos into cheers [01:50.41]Trip chunning man choose for the gears [01:52.27]Rep blues when I'm here [01:53.08]It's Brum [01:53.72]Fam, are you dumb? [01:54.45]Red red wine or you want a redrum [01:55.99]You can be forty, you don't wanna war me [01:57.73]End of story, you're gunna get spun [01:59.42]Man smoke **** 'til my whole head's numb [02:01.11]Don't talk greaze cos I won't take none [02:02.87]VIP in my own section [02:04.57]Wild wild west with the old western, it's Brum [02:06.93]Old school raving, back to scally [02:08.57]And the AP, packed with gally [02:10.20]Take me back to Manny [02:10.91]Blacked out Roll full of yack and maggot [02:12.46]And a S3 boot full of packs of Cali [02:14.14]Hit the booth, man, slap it, snap it [02:15.84]Bap bap, that's that, trap, rap to mappy [02:17.72]Some man are blessed, some are bad and trappy [02:19.37]Gets cold up north, pack your hat and trackie' [02:21.17]Huh, man was made to set pace [02:22.82]Young Aitch, I came for first place [02:24.30]Made a change to get paid [02:25.52]Fam, I stayed in my lane and came with that flame [02:27.55]Day to day we on stage [02:28.92]Make my K, then I skate and catch the next plane [02:31.11]Baking up when I wake [02:32.47]Rake it up, get it saved [02:33.84]It's make it or break [02:34.94]It's make it or break [02:35.72]Human man, still make a mistake [02:37.18]Mad now Aitch just made a mixtape [02:38.91]Told Jaykae to make the next eight [02:40.68]We 'bout to set pace' [02:41.57]I can't get about no more it gets bait [02:43.33]And I don't get head no more, I get face [02:45.01]She don't want him no, more she wants Jay [02:46.81]And she don't want me no more she wants Aitch (Aye) [02:48.70]Jaykae, make a lot of P (Uh) [02:50.61]Go straight there if that's where I've got to be [02:52.09]Wait, stop, pop my collar, I'm a G [02:53.77]5 million minimum, what I wanna see [02:55.40]And anything, I'm gonna put that to bed [02:57.15]Tell mumsy that I'm on a track with Ed [02:58.78]Aim this one at your head [03:00.04]Write bars with a pen on a pad when the battery's dead [03:03.72]Jet plane headed up to the sky (0161) [03:07.56]Spread wings in the clouds, getting high (0121) [03:10.84]We ain't hit a rave in a while [03:14.24]So take me back to London (Woo) [03:16.65]Bass high, middle nights, ceilin' low [03:21.02]Sweat brow drippin' down, when in Rome [03:24.20]No town does it quite like my home (Like my home) [03:28.07]So take me back to London [03:30.38]