Harare to Heathrow

Zim to London C”*

_140 BPM, sliding 808s, cold piano loop_

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Skrrt, ayy

Harare to Heathrow, jet lag in my chest

London C, I’m steppin’ in, new test[Intro]

*[Verse 1 – Zim]*

Life in Zim, hot sun, hard hustle, no bluffin’

Power cut late night, candle light, still I’m up and

Grindin’ for pounds, US dollars in the wallet

Streets talk loud, but I move quiet, lock it

Friends on the block, we laugh, we chop it

Mama say “son, chase bigger”, so I clock it

Passport stamped, bag packed, no time for pity

Harare nights fade out, I’m touchin’ foreign city

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Zim to London C, yeah, different scene

Cold air, fast trains, still chase the dream

Left the heat for grey skies, new team, new schemes

Zim in my blood, London C in my dreams[Chorus]

*[Verse 2 – London C]*

Touchdown Heathrow, taxi to the ends, London C

Accent switch up, but the hunger don’t leave me

Concrete jungle, ends hot, but I’m level-headed

Drill in my headphones, Zim flag on my necklace

New faces, new pace, rent high, bills stackin’

Still text the mandem back home, “we winnin’, keep graftin’”

London C lights bright, but I don’t lose direction

Zim taught me survive, London taught me elevation

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Zim to London C, yeah, different scene

Cold air, fast trains, still chase the dream

Left the heat for grey skies, new team, new schemes

Zim in my blood, London C in my dreams[Chorus]

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Harare roots, London C moves

Zim to London, I got too much to prove[Outro]