"Shooting Star" lyrics

You didn't know
Still be making magic twenty-two years in a row
They will still be packing out to see you at a show
Music will be platinum and music will be gold
Everybody dapping you up when you're on the road
People spending racks and representing with your clothes
Your riddims were whack and you won't make it, you were told
If they take it back and try to fake it, tell them no, no

When I pull on the S-E-T
Vroom, skrrt, pull up like Backroad Gee
Come through clean and bruck up the scene with the beats that I made on Twitch TV
Real big bro like Nov and Prem
I'm real big bro, like Skepta and me
So if you're looking for Jme, fam, I'm overseas like DBE
What?! You can't play with me
Murk man with bars that I wrote in '03
Duppy sets all day with E
See me at [?] work with Kane and G
Anybody wins from the UK scene, manna celebrate that
Cause my heart is clean
Celebrate that with a Neat Burger when Lewis Hamilton wins another grand prix

You didn't know
Still be making magic twenty-two years in a row
They will still be packing out to see you at a show
Music will be platinum and music will be gold
Everybody dapping you up when you're on the road
People spending racks and representing with your clothes
Your riddims were whack and you won't make it, you were told
If they take it back and try to fake it, tell them no, no

Yeah, the best
Yeah, the best
Yeah, the fucking best
Yeah, the best
Yeah, the best
Yeah, the fucking best
Yeah, the best
Yeah