Still
Skepta Lyrics


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Hello? Irv
All this time, I've known
Yeah, Skepta
Now you have to wait
You have to wait for them so that they can wait for me
MSN and JME, yeah

They're like, "What's good, G?" "Same shit broski, man I'm still hustling"
I switched up the pack, cleaned up the cash but the trap still jumping (true)
Sold white on a pushbike in my brand new jeans so I had the right leg tucked in
Phone line rang so much that the ringtone started to sound disgusting
Young boy in the kitchen with the powder and I weren't making dumpling
Stepped in the night show see all the ladies start re-adjusting
Hat down low with the shades on looking like definitely up to something
Please don't step on my SK's cause I ain't down for scuffing
I look at the game from a bird's eye view that's why I see everyting' properly
Top boy for too many years and still nobody can top me
It's me they all tryna sound like, it's my gang they all tryna copy
But I never complain 'cause I got more where that came from, I got the whole game on me
Yeah, that's what you get when you chosen
Better protect your shit or shit get stolen
You're covered in ice, you gotta pay the price for your wrist to be frozen
Still I'm outside, all on my chains on out in the open
No security, you know the slogan
Who am I scared of? I am the omen
Greaze
Icy
Still reflectin'
Skepta production

Yeah, Vivienne Westwood suit
Lash got the drinks in the booth
Dex is billing them zoots
This ain't a video shoot
Tangerine lemon and strawberry, dun' know I was bringing them fruits
Asked the neighbours about BBK, swear down they're sick of them youts'
We win awards, come home and Attack the Block
John Boyega when I'm acting up
Fuck lower cases I start capping up
Till the big bad ting start backing up
Got a Spanish ting and she's over sexy
That's why the jokers wanna bo' select me
But they cannot draw me out
Got the shades on, the lights don't affect me
No watch in my wrist, still Big Timin'
Feds tryna find the whip I'm in
Pedal to the metal, this shit's flying
Power steering, I'm slip sliding
Can't see me, I stay too lowkey
No, we don't do that dick riding (Greaze)
I'm in my own lane just me
Yeah that's why the plaques in the crib shining
But forget all the numbers, we the top boys
Even your girl knows, it's blatant
And that's how it's gonna be for a while
You niggas better have some patience
No, we ain't on the same platform
No, I'm at a different station




Can't see my face like Jason
Happy Halloween, you pagans

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Skepta's song "Still" depict his ongoing success and dominance in the music industry. The song begins with Skepta addressing someone named Irv, suggesting that he has been aware of his own talent and potential for a long time. He then emphasizes the importance of waiting for others to recognize his greatness. He also mentions MSN and JME, referring to his close associates or collaborators.


The first verse describes his relentless commitment to his hustle, despite certain changes. Skepta mentions adapting to different circumstances, such as switching up the pack and cleaning up the cash, but ultimately the trap (his environment and source of income) remains active. He reminisces about his past experiences, like selling drugs on a pushbike while wearing fashionable jeans with one leg tucked in. The constant ringing of his phone from eager customers starts to annoy him, indicating the overwhelming demand for his product. Despite his involvement in the drug trade, he highlights his ability to observe the game from a higher perspective where he can see everything clearly. Skepta asserts his position as the top boy in the industry, claiming that others try to imitate him and his gang, but he has plenty more to offer. He suggests that his chosen status brings both benefits and risks, as he must protect what is rightfully his.


The chorus emphasizes his fearless nature and his refusal to be intimidated by anyone. He walks with confidence, wearing his signature hat and shades, looking like he's up to something mischievous. Skepta indicates that he doesn't worry about scuffing his SKs (likely referring to his sneakers), suggesting that he always maintains a polished image. He asserts his dominance in the game, as he has consistently been the best for many years and no one can surpass him. The repetition of the phrase "I am the omen" underscores his self-belief and sense of being a harbinger of success.


In the second verse, Skepta showcases his luxury lifestyle and the fruits of his success. He mentions wearing a Vivienne Westwood suit and having drinks in the recording booth while his friend Lash is rolling up marijuana joints. He playfully references his ability to bring something refreshing and unexpected, likening himself to a supplier of exotic fruits. He humorously suggests that even his neighbors are tired of hearing about his collective, Boy Better Know (BBK). Skepta then flexes his acting abilities, comparing himself to actor John Boyega and hinting at his ability to "act up" when necessary. He expresses his disdain for those who try to imitate and challenge him, emphasizing that he remains unfazed by their attempts to draw him out. The mention of a Spanish girl adds to his appeal and desirability. Skepta concludes the verse by highlighting his low-key and discreet lifestyle, contrasting it with those who engage in excessive attention-seeking behavior. He boasts about his success, with platinum plaques adorning his home, and asserts his status as a top boy, acknowledged even by other people's girlfriends.


The song ends with a short bridge where Skepta emphasizes that he and his crew are on a different level from others, implying that they operate at a higher standard. He compares himself to the infamous fictional character Jason Voorhees, known for his mask-wearing and mysterious nature, highlighting his elusive and enigmatic presence. He playfully wishes listeners a Happy Halloween, metaphorically asserting that he's a threat to those who oppose him.


Line by Line Meaning

Hello? Irv
Greetings, Irv


All this time, I've known
I've been aware of this for a long time


Yeah, Skepta
Yes, it's Skepta


Now you have to wait
Now you must be patient


You have to wait for them so that they can wait for me
You must wait for others to wait for me


MSN and JME, yeah
MSN and JME, yes


They're like, "What's good, G?" "Same shit broski, man I'm still hustling"
They ask, "What's up, bro?" I reply, "Same old, still working hard"


I switched up the pack, cleaned up the cash but the trap still jumping (true)
I changed my product, counted my money, but my illegal business is still thriving


Sold white on a pushbike in my brand new jeans so I had the right leg tucked in
I sold drugs while riding a bicycle, wearing new jeans and tucking the right leg in


Phone line rang so much that the ringtone started to sound disgusting
My phone received so many calls that the ringtone became annoying


Young boy in the kitchen with the powder and I weren't making dumpling
I was a young man in the kitchen handling drugs, not cooking dumplings


Stepped in the night show see all the ladies start re-adjusting
When I entered the nightclub, I noticed the ladies fixing their appearance


Hat down low with the shades on looking like definitely up to something
Wearing a low hat and sunglasses, appearing suspicious


Please don't step on my SK's cause I ain't down for scuffing
Please avoid damaging my SK sneakers, as I don't tolerate scuffs


I look at the game from a bird's eye view that's why I see everyting' properly
I observe the industry from an advantageous position, enabling me to see everything clearly


Top boy for too many years and still nobody can top me
I have been the best for a long time, and no one has surpassed me


It's me they all tryna sound like, it's my gang they all tryna copy
Everyone tries to imitate my style and join my crew


But I never complain 'cause I got more where that came from, I got the whole game on me
I never complain because I have plenty more to offer, I have control over the entire industry


Yeah, that's what you get when you chosen
That's the result of being chosen


Better protect your shit or shit get stolen
You should safeguard your belongings, or they will be stolen


You're covered in ice, you gotta pay the price for your wrist to be frozen
If you adorn yourself with expensive jewelry, you must be prepared to face the consequences


Still I'm outside, all on my chains on out in the open
I'm still outside, proudly displaying my chains


No security, you know the slogan
No need for security, you know how it goes


Who am I scared of? I am the omen
Who should I fear? I bring fear to others


Greaze
Intense


Icy
Cold


Still reflectin'
Still contemplating and reflecting


Skepta production
Produced by Skepta


Yeah, Vivienne Westwood suit
Yes, wearing a suit by Vivienne Westwood


Lash got the drinks in the booth
Lash is in charge of the drinks in the recording studio


Dex is billing them zoots
Dex is smoking cannabis cigarettes


This ain't a video shoot
This is not a music video shoot


Tangerine lemon and strawberry, dun' know I was bringing them fruits
I brought a variety of tropical fruits, including tangerine, lemon, and strawberry


Asked the neighbours about BBK, swear down they're sick of them youts'
I inquired with the neighbors about BBK (music crew), and they claimed to be tired of the young individuals


We win awards, come home and Attack the Block
We receive accolades, then return home and assert our dominance


John Boyega when I'm acting up
I exhibit similar bold behavior to actor John Boyega


Fuck lower cases I start capping up
I disregard using lowercase letters and switch to all capital letters


Till the big bad ting start backing up
Until the dangerous situation retreats


Got a Spanish ting and she's over sexy
I have a sexy Spanish girlfriend


That's why the jokers wanna bo' select me
That's why others want to choose me as their favorite


But they cannot draw me out
However, they cannot provoke me


Got the shades on, the lights don't affect me
I wear sunglasses, and the bright lights do not bother me


No watch in my wrist, still Big Timin'
I don't wear a watch, but I still possess an air of importance


Feds tryna find the whip I'm in
Law enforcement is attempting to locate the car I'm driving


Pedal to the metal, this shit's flying
Driving at high speed, moving quickly


Power steering, I'm slip sliding
Utilizing power steering while maneuvering skillfully


Can't see me, I stay too lowkey
I remain inconspicuous, difficult to notice


No, we don't do that dick riding (Greaze)
No, we don't engage in sycophantic behavior


I'm in my own lane just me
I'm following my own path, just being myself


Yeah that's why the plaques in the crib shining
That's why the music awards are gleaming in my home


But forget all the numbers, we the top boys
Disregard the statistics, we are the best


Even your girl knows, it's blatant
Even your girlfriend recognizes our superiority, it's obvious


And that's how it's gonna be for a while
And that's how things will remain for some time


You niggas better have some patience
You guys should exercise patience


No, we ain't on the same platform
No, we are not on the same level


No, I'm at a different station
No, I'm at a different stage or status


Can't see my face like Jason
My face is concealed like Jason (character from horror films)


Happy Halloween, you pagans
Happy Halloween, you heathens




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Joseph Adenuga

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