CRG Lyrics by Central Cee is a brand-new English song in the voice of popular rappers Central Cee & Dave, featured in the album “CAN’T RUSH GREATNESS”.
This song portrays a journey of struggle, success, and its complexities. The lyrics reflect the artist’s rise from a challenging past—filled with financial hardship, illegal hustles, and familial tension—to a life of wealth, fame, and luxury. Despite the success, the artist highlights the emotional toll of fame, strained relationships, and the realization that money doesn’t equate to happiness.
The chorus emphasizes perseverance, caution, and navigating new challenges, while the verses delve into personal growth, the sacrifices made, and the shift in lifestyle—from living in adversity to achieving opulence. Themes of loyalty, ambition, and self-reflection run throughout the song.
Genre: Rap
Country: UK
Song Release Date: January 24, 2025
Album Release Date: January 24, 2025
Central Cee’s song quickly gained popularity in United Kingdom, United States, Canada, Australia, Germany, France, Italy, Brazil, South Africa & India.
Dive into the full lyrics below and immerse yourself in the emotions and storytelling that make this song unforgettable.
CRG Lyrics
[Chorus]
Slow down with the greatness, gotta take time
Pose out on a bait ting on a date night
They try imitate mine, that’s a hate crime
Bro’s in the can throwing hands, that’s a cage fight
Big crib and the gate’s high, got the K9
ZK, knife sit right at the waistline
Heard through the grape vine, it don’t make wine
They hope and they pray I don’t stay high
I changed when I got famous, I’ll explain it
My fam hatin’, they say that I got favourites
Paid, but I got payments upon payments
I’m in pain, but I’m not blamin’, I’m just sayin’
And my bro’s bloodthirsty, he’s got cravings
If he lean out the window, he’s not aimin’
‘Member hearin’ a door knock and it’s bailiffs
Now it’s acres, I ain’t even got neighbours (Yeah)
[Verse 1]
Forty thousand square feet off of this pain
Look at me, I got heart acres
He don’t know what heartache is
I can’t ask no one for a teaspoon of sugar, it’s tough, got no neighbours
My uncles had no papers
We sold sweets in school, made sense that the mandem grew up and sold flavours
Wanted a million so much, went to the perfume store, bought Paco Rabanne
TSG had me in the back of the van and prang
Wanna book a flight, Japan
I’m on the private jet and the pilot’s tellin’ me jokes, sellin’ me land
I’m drivin’ on a ban, true say, I got disqualifications
Askin’ God, why bless me? I’m a sinner, why bless me when I’ve sinned?
I don’t care if the next man lose, I just wanna see us man win
Business class is free, so my mum takes every snack and every drink
For the times that we struggled and we never had
I get on my—, I’m tellin’ ’em
[Chorus]
Slow down with the greatness, gotta take time
Pose out on a bait ting on a date night
They try imitate mine, that’s a hate crime
Bro’s in the can throwing hands, that’s a cage fight
Big crib and the gate’s high, got the K9
ZK, knife sit right at the waistline
Heard through the grape vine, it don’t make wine
They hope and they pray I don’t stay high
I changed when I got famous, I’ll explain it
My fam hatin’, they say that I got favourites
Paid, but I got payments upon payments
I’m in pain, but I’m not blamin’, I’m just sayin’
And my bro’s bloodthirsty, he’s got cravings
If he lean out the window, he’s not aimin’
‘Member hearin’ a door knock and it’s bailiffs
Now it’s acres, I ain’t even got neighbours
[Verse 2]
You know that you’re rich when you get a new crib
But it don’t have a number, shit’s got a name
My white ting said she only listen to house
But she listen to rap if it’s Cench or Dave
Twenty-five and I’m sittin’ on twenty-five M
Mummy ain’t gotta stress, now the rent get paid
And they wonder why they ain’t gettin’ blessed same way
‘Cause they ain’t on takin’ the risk that we—
Practice makes perfect, and I’m scratchin’ the surface, expandin’
I was sofa surfin’, no mattress
And I slept in the trap, smelled like cat p!ss
Now I’m with a Scarlett Johansson
A-list actress said I’m so handsome
When I wanted a ‘fit, I would go Camden
Now it’s Rodeo Drive, let’s go Lanvin
Nobody else from London’s gone Hollywood, just Cee or the boy Damson
Twenty bags for the sofa and one lamp
And I got marble floors, I ain’t got damp any more
Tom Ford fragrance well pampered
I’m a passport full, so they can’t stamp it
In Dubai and I’m staying in Atlantis
I ain’t snapped it once ’cause I’m not gassed
I’m front row at the fashion show, tryna see which model that I wanna f*ck next
She watchin’ her weight ’cause she doin’ campaigns
Tell her, “Ride this d**k”, she ain’t done enough steps
I see those guys from other side
On a keto diet, ’cause they don’t get bread
Money don’t buy happiness ’cause I’m upset
The more money that you get, make you give a f*ck less
[Outro]
Slow down with the greatness
CAN’T RUSH GREATNESS – Central Cee (Tracklist)
1. No Introduction
2. 5 Star
3. Gata
4. St Patrick’s
5. GBP
6. Top Freestyle
7. Up North
8. CRG
9. Limitless
10. Now We’re Strangers
11. Truth In The Lies
12. Ten
13. BAND4BAND
14. Gen Z Luv
15. Walk In Wardrobe
16. Must Be
17. Don’t Know Anymore
CRG (MV)
Audio Credits
Artists : Central Cee, Dave
Album : CAN’T RUSH GREATNESS
Lyricist : Central Cee, Dave, Frank Moses, PALE1080, blindforlove
Music : Dave, Frank Moses, PALE1080, blindforlove
