[Verse 1] I came up on the corner by the off-licence gate Cold face, warm breath, same old weight Seen man switch when the rain came down Seen bare friends move when they hear that sound Mum told me, "Son, don't lose your name" So I kept my head when I played that game Same black coat, same creased-up seat Same old road and the same old beat Phone stays quiet when it should ring loud But I still stand tall in a mixed-up crowd They want my pace, want my stride, want my wave I told them, "Come see how a real one stays" Man talk tough till the lights go red Then they fold up quick, then they dodge that tread I don't chase noise, I don't beg for love I just move like a ghost with my hands tucked up [Pre-Chorus] Hold that line, don't slip, don't fold Every little scar got a story told When the whole room turns and the air goes thin That's when I step in, that's when I win [Chorus] Cold from Deptford, cold from Deptford Try test that, you get left there stressed up Cold from Deptford, cold from Deptford Say my name now, make the whole block echo Cold from Deptford, cold from Deptford Hands in the air when the night gets hectic Cold from Deptford, cold from Deptford They know the tone when I say it, check it [Verse 2] I seen big talk turn into split-screen fear One look from the curb and they disappear No fronting me, I don't need that scene I keep my circle tight, keep my steps clean I was down bad, but I stayed on point Same old grind, same old joints Every bill due, every door half shut Still I kick that path with a head held up Now they all come round with the fake respect Try smile too hard with the same fake chest But I read that play like a scarred-up book One wrong move and I see that look I don't need much, just a clear lane through One true friend and the facts I knew If you want my trust, better show that first 'Cause I done seen lust turn to a curse [Pre-Chorus] Hold that line, don't slip, don't fold Every little scar got a story told When the whole room turns and the air goes thin That's when I step in, that's when I win [Bridge] For the nights I was boxed in tight For the times I walked through blindside light I kept my chin where the shame can't reach Now I talk less, let the truth still preach [Chorus] Cold from Deptford, cold from Deptford Try test that, you get left there stressed up Cold from Deptford, cold from Deptford Say my name now, make the whole block echo Cold from Deptford, cold from Deptford Hands in the air when the night gets hectic Cold from Deptford, cold from Deptford They know the tone when I say it, check it [Outro] Cold from Deptford Still here, still locked in Cold from Deptford You hear that? That's me
