100 Bags - Stormzy

Hello, hello my son, good morning

I bet you are still sleeping

I just want to bless you this morning

May the God of Jehovah bless you

Guide you but teach you everything you are doing

May the God lead you, as he lead the israelite to their promise land

God will lead you far

My son, I’m blessing you this morning

God will lead you far, okay?

Just put your trust and hope and everything in him

And he will take care of everything, okay?

God will bless you, in Jesus name

Have a pleasant day my lovely son

God bless you, bye

Your son did good mum

Swear down man, your son did good mum

Know I used to run around with a budge mum

But I promise I was doing what I could mum

Now I made a little change, now we’re good mum

I was saying I was gonna get you out the hood mum

Take a selfie, show 'em how you look mum

Flex on 'em, let 'em know that we’re good mum

See, back then I was bumping cabs

South of the Thames, where I come from’s mad

Done some dirt and I ain’t too proud that you’re living on the road that your

son got stabbed

I had you on the station, your son got nabbed

Tough luck, just mums no dads

And we all know growing up in London’s mad

Mummy ain’t never seen a hundred bags

So let 'em all know that my mumzy’s glad

Yeah, I bought mumzy a pad

Yeah, like mumzy you’re bad

Ghanaian queen, let 'em know that you’re back

'Cause mummy ain’t never seen a hundred bags

Now I’m like 'Mum, buy a hundred bags'

Be right here whenever you need me, I need you to know that your son’s got your

back

Like, mum I owe you everything, can you believe that?

Everything, I’ma repeat that

And when I make a song, you give me feedback

I watched you plant the seed and then you reap that

Made a little money from cheese, I let you keep that

Hid drugs but you probably couldn’t see that

Young thug, missing colly like an eediot

Fucked up saying sorry like I’m three stacks

Man I just hope you can play this

All them times that you worked on a late shift

Just to see you come short on your payslip

Always in and out of beef with the bailiffs

Now I’m on the playlist

Yeah, where I come from’s bad

Same old shit, just mums, no dads

And we all know growing up in London’s mad

Mummy ain’t never seen a hundred bags

So let 'em all know that my mumzy’s glad

Yeah, I bought mumzy a pad

Yeah, like mumzy you’re bad

Ghanaian queen, let 'em know that you’re back

'Cause mummy ain’t never seen a hundred bags

Now I’m like 'Mum, buy a hundred bags'

Be right here whenever you need me, I need you to know that your son’s got your

back, look

Mum, I save it all for you

Listen to the words I say

No more broken promises

I promise this

So I save it all for you

Mum I save it all for you

Listen to the words I say

No more broken promises

No more broken promises, I swear

No more broken promises, I swear

No more broken promises, I swear

No more broken promises, I swear

No more broken promises

Never seen a hundred bags

Now I’m like 'Mum, buy a hundred bags'

Never seen a hundred bags

Now I’m like 'Mum, buy a hundred bags'

Never seen a hundred bags

Now I’m like 'Mum, buy a hundred bags'

And I’ll be right here whenever you need me, I need you to know that your son’s

got your back

Like, I swear