Central Cee – Dun Deal Lyrics

“Dun Deal”, which was meant to be the track “OTF” as seen in the tracklist announced on January 17th 2021, is the sixth cut on West London rapper Central Cee’s debut mixtape Wild West.

Cench speaks on his life away from social media, calling out his haters for speaking bad about the newfound success that he obtained in 2020. Using clever wordplay, he also pays homage to London rappers Stormzy & MoStack.

Dun Deal Lyrics
[Intro]
Supreme
Beam me up, Scotty

[Chorus]
You coulda done what I done but you ain’t on what I’m on
In the trap tryna double it up but you ain’t on what I’m on
Cench don’t post too much ’cause I don’t want them to know what I’m on
I’m up A tryna see what I make but I can’t let them know how much dough that I got

[Verse 1]
Bro controlling the wok, soda in the pop, lock, make the yola rock
Bellin’ the phone non-stop, back then, I was hittin’ the olders shots
TB on the phone to the holder, patternin’ up ’cause the dough just dropped
Bros in the can just swap the rice krispie for the coco pop
The show goes on, you can lock that lock but the clock don’t stop
Bad mind brehs on the block, hoping the song that I dropped don’t pop
Fuck the jewels you rock, I need the same watch that Stormzy’s got
Cee’s broke? Surely not, I got Mostack like the Hornsey lot
[Chorus]
You coulda done what I done but you ain’t on what I’m on
In the trap tryna double it up but you ain’t on what I’m on
Cench don’t post too much ’cause I don’t want them to know what I’m on
I’m up A tryna see what I make but I can’t let them know how much dough that I got

[Verse 2]
Bad mind brehs on the block, hoping the seats at my show don’t sell
Hope that I don’t excel, they want me out in the cold as well
I’m sick of the trap, I’m watching my back, I’m praying I don’t go jail
You know much blow we sold? It’s about time they let me blow
Used to catch the 52 bus back when we got shanks from the army shop
You think that you’re smart but you’re not, judging a man by the car he got
The door just knocked, my heartbeat drop, I know federales watch
Free all of my dargies locked, doin’ man up with a sardine sock

[Chorus]
You coulda done what I done but you ain’t on what I’m on
In the trap tryna double it up but you ain’t on what I’m on
Cench don’t post too much ’cause I don’t want them to know what I’m on
I’m up A tryna see what I make but I can’t let them know how much dough that I got

[Verse 3]
I’m beefin’ the devil himself ’cause I don’t wanna sell my soul
I don’t wanna speak on the phone if it ain’t making me dough
Just got a new high score, just hit three in a row
I don’t wanna meet any hoes, I just wanna be in my zone
Million streams, I’m independent, I have to let that be known
Live your movie, it’s independent, I link Malani for the VV stones
She gettin’ horny when she sees these stones
It used to be hand-me-downs, I shop in uptown when I need new clothes, huh

[Chorus]
You coulda done what I done but you ain’t on what I’m on
In the trap tryna double it up but you ain’t on what I’m on
Cench don’t post too much ’cause I don’t want them to know what I’m on
I’m up A tryna see what I make but I can’t let them know how much dough that I got

[Outro]
You coulda done what I done but you ain’t on what I’m on
In the trap tryna double it up but you ain’t on what I’m on
Cench don’t post too much ’cause I don’t want them to know what I’m on
I’m up A tryna see what I make but I can’t let them know how much dough that I got