Take Me Back To London (feat. Stormzy)

[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

[Stormzy]

Yo

I do deals, but I never get twanged (twanged)

Moves that ain't never been planned (planned)

No goons that were ever in gangs (gangs)

Where I'm from, chat shit, get banged (what?)

Where I'm from, chat shit, get a 12 gauge RIP

Yeah, sick how it fits in my hand (hand)

I don't mix with the glitz and the glam (glam)

All these stupid pricks on the 'Gram

I don't do online beef, or neeky grime beef

I'm way too g'd up to beef for 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

You were younger then, and now we unified

South London boys, you get crucified, I'm gone

[Ed Sheeran e Stormzy]

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 biz with my guys

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 (whoa)

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 billion 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 while)

So take me back to London

Bass high, middle night, ceilin' low (ceilin' low)

Sweat brow drippin' down, when in Rome (when in Rome)

No town does it quite like my home

So take me back to London

Yo

When I squeeze off this little pen of mine

On the remix, now I got Ed on grime

And this ain't like any top 10 of mine

I arrived at Wembley ahead of time

And that's stadiums, men are aliens

I drink supermalts and vibranium

I got an RM11 titanium

And I rock a 5870 daily

But I want slow, I want flows

Don't need tags ripping off my clothes

Don't need pricks blowin' up my phone

And Ted said: That's just the way things go

It's just the way things go, amazin' flows

Grime or rap, man, I gave 'em both

Took this sound that was made in Bow

Went global, man, now the case is closed

2015 in a Baddingham pub

I told Stormz: Two years you'll be wrapping it up

And you'll go through tears with the people you love

But when you get to the top, man, it's never enough

'Cause you can win Brits (it don't stop)

And you can do Glasto' (headline slot)

But when you're miles away and you're feeling alone

Gotta remember that there ain't no place like home

Jet plane headed up to the sky (to the sky)

Spread wings in the clouds, getting high (getting high)

We ain't hit a rave in a while (in a while)

So take me back to London

Bass high, middle night, ceilin' low (ceilin' low)

Sweat brow drippin' down, when in Rome (when in Rome)

No town does it quite like my home (like my home)

So take me back to London

So take me back to London