Skepta & Fred again.. - London [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Chorus]
I come alive in the night time
I got tequila, she was sippin' on the white wine
She looks better than when I see her on the timeline
That's why the haters are hatin' on the sideline
When I see 'em in person, it's all love, though
Spud a man like "Yo, wagwan, done know"
Somethin' like Quavo, they treat me like the huncho
She knows the city is mine, where you wanna go?

[Verse]
When I walk in thе room, please don't get it twistеd
No briefcase, but you know I mean business
Every girl of mine, I'ma do it like Chip did
Tonight's a movie, I'm feeling like Idris
I gotta keep it a buck, I know my children are listening
I know the system's rigged, but your daddy ain't bitchin' (Nah)
I ain't scared to be the villain 'cause I can't play a victim
They watch me like a TV show and they're bingin', yeah
Yo Fred, I don't think they heard me
London boy, I set trends, I'm early
Could have been MAINS, could have been Burberry
I ain't gotta talk, these girls wanna chirps me
Boyfriends wanna hurt me, I just smile like I just came back from Turkey
They can't touch me, the gang too certi'
Clean up nice, but still, I play dirty
So don't waste my time 'cause the girl on my line
She was the freak of the week, Monday, I'll be back on my grind
You put money on my head, but it don't make sense
'Cause I been had cash on my mind
They send threats, but really, I'm fine
I dodge rain and I chase sunshine
Grab me a pack and I'm flyin'
I jumped off the jet, gave a tip to the pilot
Gave money to the homeless man and I did it in private (Shh)
You can see he's acting for the socials, really, he's quiet
They ain't eating at all, them boys on a diet
They want a reaction, I'm givin' them silence
Told my brother leave your phones at home when you're givin' them violence
That's just a little guidance (Brr)
It's two in the morn', I'm up studying science
Them boy there asleep like Biden (Boom, boom, boom)

[Chorus]
I come alive in the night time
I got tequila, she was sippin' on the white wine
She looks better than when I see her on the timeline
That's why the haters are hatin' on the sideline
When I see 'em in person, it's all love, though
Dap him up like "Yo, wagwan, done know"
Somethin' like Quavo, they treat me like the huncho
She knows the city is mine, where you wanna go?