Devlin - Popular Fashion lyrics

I’ll spit drugs and there’s more son
You couldn’t make the cut if you
Got bored up by a bora
So big that it’s more of
A sword bruv sore luck
Tell them that they’re all fucked
Warmed up, I ain't even sweat yet
I might send for myself on my death bed
There’s only one MC here that could run up
On a record then end my career
Charismatic shoot drugs from the larynx
A grime addict
I’m headlights you’re rabbit's
Tell ‘em it’s a wrap when I’m rapping
No slacking
I’m sending you campers packing For a break
Crystal lake
No brekkie in bed just chopping and hacking
My worst nightmare’s to be labelled same
As shit and on popular fashion

Fuck popular fashion (fashion)
Fuck popular fashion (popular fashion)
Fuck popular fashion (fashion)
Fuck popular fashion (popular fashion)

I don’t wanna look like, sound like anyone
Write one lyric in my book like any cunt
I don’t wanna replicate no-one
That came before me
In my brain from very young
I was on my own thing
Twilights when I zoned in
And wrote bars and songs you’d
Know when the moonlight glow
When a lot of others stuck to the road thing
Think you know Jim, you don’t know shit
You ain't crawled through hell
With broke limbs and got dirty like workers
Digging out coal pit's
Just to be heard in the Bronx of grime
East London the dirtiest side
Where the thieves and the vermin thrive
And you don’t get nowhere, so

Fuck popular fashion (fashion)
Fuck popular fashion (popular fashion)
Fuck popular fashion (fashion)
Fuck popular fashion (popular fashion)

Man up, woman up
Be good enough a DJ’s gotta pull it up
If it ain't your all then
It’s never good enough
Never be a fraud, be cool then it’s love
When you’re crying out like babies blubbering
Then I’m on hand like a turtle dove
To bring them more than an amateur can
So I deserve and earned your trust
I’m no let down, you’ve heard me
You’ve seen how I get down
COVID I put the scene on lockdown
From the Chinese, let Devs out
No curing, you’ve seen how I spread ‘round
Bet a lot of men dream that I’m dead now
Wanna put the red beam on my head now
Self-belief believe I’m best out
Fuck the rest now!

Fuck popular fashion (fashion)
Fuck popular fashion (popular fashion)
Fuck popular fashion (fashion)
Fuck popular fashion (popular fashion)

First loser is second best
I want top, not second or third nor less
Think you’re a boss get dropped in a sec
Then robbed for your god
Damn fame and respect you wanna bet
Get spun like roulette one dart
I’m bringing the sun to an end
You can’t question the lungs in my chest
Breathing fire, the dragon’s on set
There’s no need to imagine it
Feel the heat when I lean on talentless
MCs stuck on repeat
Well let me show you what
A creature of habit is
Me at a level that’ll never drop
Something like a head teacher I tell them off
Jumped heavy with your bird
And I’m getting off on the fact that I’m the
Man you can never stop

Fuck popular fashion (fashion)
I don’t jump on the wagon (jump on the wagon)
Fuck popular fashion (fashion)
I don’t jump on the wagon
Fuck popular fashion