Bolide Noir (Lyrics In English) – Central Cee

Grah, Grah
Yeah, Yeah
That’s The Way It Is

I Shine Like A Star
Before I Draw It I Clean It (Grah, Grah)
I Took In Some Cash (That’s Right)
So Jrk Put On Some Weight (Yeah)
3 Of Us On Your Wristwatch
Gotta Have Your Cake And Eat It
Gotta Have Your Happiness, Gotta Make It (Yeah)
I Don’t Take Rap To Heart (Never)
I Tell Myself “Imagine If It All Goes Wrong”
Imagine Shit Goes Wrong, Imagine Shit Works Out
We’ve Opened Livers, We’ve Left Wounds
I Can’t Be Homophobic (Never)
My B!tch, She Loves Both Sides
We Broke Down The Door, We Didn’t Wait In Line
We’ve Ran From Feds, We’ve Stashed Bread
You Know What’s At Stake
Little Bro, Prison’s No Game (Never, Never)

We’re Not Having A Party
Rolex On The Wrist, No Festina
But What’s The Matter?
If There’s A Problem, Let Me Know (The-there’s A Problem, Let Me Know)
Svr, Not A Regular Car (I Don’t Know)
London To Paris, A Six Hour Drive
But I Do It In Four And A Half (Grah, Grah)
Whip The Lamb Like It’s Formula One (Gang, Gang)
When You’ve Been Through All The Things That I Have
Everything Else Is A Walk In The Park
I Told Them I Rap And Before They Would Laugh
Now, We Walk In The Club And They Know Who We Are
I’m Not Shaking My Leg, But My Jewellery Dance
In America, Sat By The Pool With A Jawn
Lucky I Never Been Jail
Immigration Askin’ If There’s Cases I’ve Caught In The Past

I Speak Bad, I’m Rude (Yeah, Yeah)
I’m All Alone In The Black Whip
Making It Out Is The Only Option
When I Start My Sentence, I Ain’t Got No Hope (Rah, Rah)
Freedom For My Brothers, I Wish (Yeah)
On The Road To Success I Can’t Get Lost (Nah, Nah)
How Long I Haven’t Seen My Father? (Yeah)
I Dreamed Of Ending Up In Manchester (Rah, Rah)

How Are You?
Everything Good
I Made It Out Of The Hood With My Bros
So We Stick With Each Other
If I’m Fu*king A B!tch, I Don’t Trust Her Enough
Got To Cover My D!ck With A Rubber
Buy A Whip For My Pops And My Grandma
My Brother, My Cousin, My Chick And My Mother
Remember, Back Then, I Would Suffer
And Now I Got Cribs In Four Different Boroughs
I’m In Paris, Trying To Drop Rizz
But They Don’t Understand ’cause They’re Speaking French
Why She Keep On Saying “Wesh”?
I’m Just Trying To Be Direct
Rappers See Me As A Threat, So They’re Leaving Me On Read
When They Put Me On Their Song
They Got To Write Their Verse Again
They Got To Go Pick Up Their Pens

We’re Not Having A Party
Rolex On The Wrist, No Festina
But What’s The Matter?
If There’s A Problem, Let Me Know (There’s A Problem, Let Me Know)
Svr, Not A Regular Car (I Don’t Know)
London To Paris, A Six Hour Drive
But I Do It In Four And A Half (Grah, Grah)
Whip The Lamb Like It’s Formula One (Gang, Gang)
When You’ve Been Through All The Things That I Have
Everything Else Is A Walk In The Park
I Told Them I Rap And Before They Would Laugh
Now, We Walk In The Club And They Know Who We Are
I’m Not Shaking My Leg, But My Jewellery Dance
In America, Sat By The Pool With A Jawn
Lucky I Never Been Jail
Immigration Askin’ If There’s Cases I’ve Caught In The Past

I Speak Bad, I’m Rude (Yeah, Yeah)
I’m All Alone In The Black Whip
Making It Out Is The Only Option
When I Start My Sentence, I Ain’t Got No Hope (Rah, Rah)
Freedom For My Brothers, I Wish (Yeah)
On The Road To Success I Can’t Get Lost (Nah, Nah)
How Long I Haven’t Seen My Father? (Yeah)
I Dreamed Of Ending Up In Manchester (Rah, Rah)

How Are You?
Everything Good, I Made It Out Of The Hood Of My Bro
So We Stick With Each Other
How Are You?
Remember, Back Then, I Would Suffer
And Now I Got Cribs In Four Different Boroughs