Released: November 3, 2017

Songwriter: Tyrell 169 Fraser T. Smith Dave

Producer: Fraser T. Smith Tyrell 169

[Intro]
I've had people try to play me
But I know them days are over
People think I'm going crazy
But I know this game is over
I've had people try to play me
But I know them days are over
People think I'm going crazy
But I know this game is over

[Verse 1]
It's game over
How could I have any fucking time
With all this weight on my shoulders?
I used to wish I was older
Until the day that I got older
And now I'm growing up with a bag full of problems
Thinking, how do I solve them?
And it's like, if I ain't got a job
Then my mum's gonna think I'm useless
But I don't wanna be no super student
Mummy, I'm only human
I applied for jobs in retail
And all the times I tried: ignored, declined
I never got emailed
I was gonna take it to uni
But I got tired in the ends like seashells
How many fucking times did teachers tell me that I was talented
15 putting in work
Trying to get heard like I want to bring cattle in
Now I got all this pressure
And I don't know how to handle it
My life's like a magic trick
Cos all my options are vanishing
From Cadbury to cannabis
And sticks in the air like javelins
So many man got poked
And that's why I'm onto Not3s like Maddison
I wanna make time for Alisson
Cos her body good like Samaritans
But I don't think I can balance it
Look

[Hook]
I used to have so many friends
Me and them went different ways
Some man wanna drink and party
Me and them got different aims
And as soon as you cut man out
People say that you changed
Nothing changed here
Same player, different game
I used to have so many friends
Me and them went different ways
Some man wanna drink and party
Me and them got different aims
And as soon as you cut man out
People say that you changed
Nothing changed here
Same player, but just

[Verse 2]
Think before you start it
Not one of them dogs are barking
My young boy got a cast on his right arm
So he cut in with the left like Mahrez
The .38 got a kick like Courtois
But the .45 got a bite like Suarez
Don't make me call Uncle Ahmed
Hoodie and gloves from Vauxhall market
I know many man think I'm a target
And I still got beef that's awkward
But if a man wants war that's Walkers
Tell a paigon that we're ready to sort it
I don't wanna play no games and
I don't wanna give no warnings
Catch that yute in a rave
We'll leave the party red like Jeremy Corbyn
And tell your girl not to force it
Cos I do not treat her fancy
I made the girl come round and go low
Now I just call her Kanté
Hahahahaha
I remember when she didn't wanna add me
Cos she wanted to fuck with a bad breed
Now she wanna chill with a rapper or athlete
But isn't your man in jail?
Didn't that dickhead wife you?
You said you'd hold it down
But I guess my man got lied to
Man came out looking like Sagat
Yo big man, I don't wanna fight you
I can't make you leave your girl but
What I made her do can like Ryu

[Hook]
I used to have so many friends
Me and them went different ways
Some man wanna drink and party
Me and them got different aims
And as soon as you cut man out
People say that you changed
Nothing changed here
Same player, different game
I used to have so many friends
Me and them went different ways
Some man wanna drink and party
Me and them got different aims
And as soon as you cut man out
People say that you changed
Nothing changed here
Same player, different game

Dave

Representing Streatham, South London is mononymous rapper David Orobosa Omoregie (b. 5 June 1998), professionally known as Dave or Santan Dave. Impressing hugely on his Bl@ckbox debut back in May 2015, Dave carried the momentum over to clock up hits with tracks such as “JKYL+HYD,” “Thiago Silva,” and his Fire In The Booth freestyle.

Being very hands-on with his art, Dave also executively produces all of his own music, often under the name SANTAN. He is known to be a frequent collaborator with British composer and producer Fraser T. Smith as well as close friends Tyrell 169 and Kyle Evans. From young, Dave has been a classically trained pianist and has used his love for movie soundtracks to influence his beats. He cites German score producer Hans Zimmer as one of his biggest inspirations and idols.

A rapper’s rapper, Dave’s plaintive rhymes strike many chords, both beautifully righteous and jaw-droppingly raw. Diverse in his writing choice, Dave’s wordplay and flow could see him switch from conscious and emotional storytelling about his life and the world around him to party bangers about his ever-growing fame and fortune, with precision and finesse.