James Blake, Dave - History (feat. James Blake)

This is God's plan, He said it to me An angel either side of my bed in a dream Singin', "You don't know what you've yet to achieve And you're destined for some shit you would never believe" Now the garden same size as Adam and Eve's I got trees, a forest, you better believe For the bass and the treble, I treble the fee I can't wish my ex the best, she would end up with me How can I sleep when there's money to get with the team? You disrespect the 16, your head on a beam For the lust of the money, the head of the Queen I done shit I didn't think I could ever redeem I'm from South where they struggle with sayin' your name But it's easy when pronouncin' you dead on the scene So when you see me on these stages steppin' in clean I hope You know it's history in the makin' Shall we make it? Oh, God Yeah And when they talk on my name in this country, they gon' tell you that I'm already a legend (can we make it?) Streatham that I'm reppin', clean steppin', bro, you need to forget it Fuck eco-friendly, my car eco-aggressive (yeah) And my ego aggressive (yeah), you better leave me a message Yeah, you've done it for a year, but that ain't impressive I give a fuck about success if it ain't successive, that ain't (history) City's gonna listen on repeat (yeah) Gone a couple summers, so they miss me on the beat (whoo) It don't matter if she pretty and petite If she ain't B, she can't even kiss me on the cheek (yeah) Mum said, "Never build a house on sand" But I don't think I listen cah the villas by the beach And I did it off of beats (yeah), I just whip it and I screech (yeah) Any time you see my niggas in the streets You know it's history in the makin' (makin') Shall we make it? Oh, God Did I, did I get addicted to the life? Well, it's all that I wanted And it was fun for a while But history smiles on us Now we're on to somethin' On to somethin' higher (ah) Now hold my hand close I'm inspired And I'm holdin' on to a version of our lives Where you're still mine You know it's history in the makin' (ooh) Shall we make it? Oh, God Yeah My mum told me what my name really means and the powers just kicked in Got me thinkin' back to days when I was a victim to this ting Thinkin' I was keepin' it balanced I was even embarrassed, sellin' CDs in Paris But this music gave me everything I need in a marriage I can't speak sideways on grime, jungle or garage When I know that it's the reason we managed to make (history) Don't be a hero, I ain't lookin' to hurt anyone I got a clean one, and I got a dirtier one I never see a man late to his own funeral, but I done see a man show up early to one I prefer the one that's slim, but I don't mind me the curvier one, yeah And I'm comin' from the South of the river, where the sky is black If not for the history that we made, they wouldn't like rap Niggas tryna water down our ting, it's time to fight back For 70 hours, I've been steppin' with powers, and it's definitely ours, it's time You mention my name, better know that you're playin' with pepper You borrowed a mil', and I told him to pay me whenever Knew it was different from the moment we came in And you can call me 'cause I said it verbatim The woman with me like a renaissance paintin' I'm Michelangelo's David And any time you mention me in a statement, you better know that it's History