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]