In the world of Central Cee, life is a constant hustle. "Fraud" is an unapologetic anthem of survival and ambition, with the rapper detailing his journey from the streets to chart-topping success. He's not shy about his past mistakes or the challenges he faced along the way, whether it's dealing with trust issues or feeling the sting of a friend's imprisonment. Yet, he maintains a relentless drive to rise above it all, even if that means stepping on some toes. The song also serves as a cautionary tale against fraudulent behavior and shortcuts in life. His message? Don't be afraid to walk your own path and put in the hard work necessary for genuine success. After all, as Central Cee puts it - it's better to earn your stripes than fake them! 🎯
Fraud
Lyrics
(Who made this? JB made this)
Yo
Was young, try bang an AC, I tried a ting and they blocked my card
Oh Lord, I trap but it ain't that smart cah bro done half an M off fraud
Get bun in the name of trust, I'm too paranoid, can't drop my guard
Couldn't believe they locked my darg, I feel it for him, it hurt me hard
What's ours is ours, on your marks, get ready and go, I won't come last
I'm charged, I'll do what I need to do but I won't suck ass
I had to stay at my bredrins yard, they didn't think that I would come this far
One-shot to shine, I'll close my eye, if I get one chance I'll hit the target
Fresh out the trap, my song just charted, ain't even started, I'm not in my bag
When you step into town gotta pull up your pants fam, pull up your pants, don't sag
Ain't servin' no random cat, bro got sent can and he came home tapped
It ain't no cap, I'm the hardest out, even they know that
Lemme talk my shit, still walk my strip
I bought my whip and I ran mileage up and I took that trip
Lemme talk my shit, still walk my strip
I bought my whip and I ran mileage up and I took that trip
I don't chat shit when I come on the mic, I just won't waste my breath
I don't say nothin' under my breath that I won't say with my chest
Bad B wanna lay in my bed, my bad but I gotta go chase that bread
I just misplaced this weight, one sec, I gotta retrace my steps
Who's up next? They're sayin' it's Cench
What's the odds? Place your bets
Just made a name this year, pushed man outta the way this year
They show so much love, it's weird I have a feelin' I'll go clear next year
I need the same deal that my man got, I had a meetin' and I made it clear
Not long 'til I'm out of here, funny feelin' in the atmosphere
I'm sorry Mary I had to interfere, I got a reload, can I bag this here?
My amigo gonna volunteer, we're the trio, we're the musketeers
More time I'm emotionless, it's been a while now since I bussed a tear
Lemme talk my shit, still walk my strip
I bought my whip and I ran mileage up and I took that trip
Lemme talk my shit, still walk my strip
I bought my whip and I ran mileage up and I took that trip
Lemme talk my shit, still walk my strip
I bought my whip and I ran mileage up and I took that trip
Lemme talk my shit, still walk my strip
I bought my whip and I ran mileage up and I took that trip
Lemme talk my shit, still walk my strip
Writer(s): Jamin Thomas, Jonathan Anthony Boakye Mensah, Leutrim Beqiri, Oakley Neil H Caesar Su
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Sentric Music, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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