Can’t Rush Greatness, Central Cee’s third studio album, is a testament to his growth as an artist and his ability to blend introspection with mainstream appeal.
The project explores themes of fame, success, relationships, and personal struggles, offering listeners a glimpse into his journey from humble beginnings to international recognition.
The album features a mix of high-energy drill tracks, introspective melodies, and experimental collaborations with artists like 21 Savage, Skepta, and Young Miko, showcasing Cee’s versatility.
With its polished production and thoughtful lyricism, Can’t Rush Greatness solidifies Central Cee’s place as a global force in contemporary rap.
Without your love, feelin’ suicidal, but I keep my head up
Without the pounds, couldn’t count on you, that’s why I need my bread up
I told everyone I cut her out, I can’t be seen with her
She say I’m a slut, don’t give a fuck, I agree with her
Travel ’round the world, and you’re the only one that’s on my mind
Make me wanna come back home right now, commit a homicide
Treat you like the other side, treat you like you’re not my wife
Fuck you like a slut, I can’t stop thinkin’ ’bout the other night
There’s truth in the lies
You didn’t even seem to care when I blew through a five
I took you shoppin’, you was coppin’ them shoes in your size
I kept it real with you because I thought you wouldn’t mind
Baby, if I knew you’d act like that, I would save you the stress
I don’t wanna see you mad like that, but you make me regret
I’m takin’ back all what I said, let me pay my respect
Unpress the button, let’s restart to the day that we met
Without your love, feelin’ suicidal, but I keep my head up
Without the pounds, couldn’t count on you, that’s why I need my bread up
I told everyone I cut her out, I can’t be seen with her
She say I’m a slut, don’t give a fuck, I agree with her
Travel ’round the world, and you’re the only one that’s on my mind
Make me wanna come back home right now, commit a homicide
Treat you like the other side, treat you like you’re not my wife
Fuck you like a slut, I can’t stop thinkin’ ’bout the other night (Durkio)
Show me love, I know what it was, I gotta reassure (Yeah, yeah)
Tried to geek her up to take some drugs, she like to keep it pure (Oh)
We can’t speak on what we did in Vegas, gotta leave it here
Said her titties small, but one surgery make ’em reappear (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I’m sick and tired of love songs, I flood her out with diamonds
Leave Chanel with hoods on, I like to shop in private
Palm Jumeirah trip, I’m in Dubai, I’m on an island
You get what you want if you just take care of assignments (Oh)
Hold me back, baby, hold me back, baby (Hold me back)
I’m a savage, I’m a ‘Raq baby
I’m just goin’ to get this money, I’ll be back, baby
Put that pussy on me, wonder why I act crazy (Woah, woah, woah)
My bank account got me dodgin’ all the sack chasers (Got me dodgin’, got me dodgin’)
They just tryna fall in love with me
I be runnin’ from the bitches who be lyin’ on me
Actin’ like they in the club with me
Without your love, feelin’ suicidal, but I keep my head up
Without the pounds, couldn’t count on you, that’s why I need my bread up
I told everyone I cut her out, I can’t be seen with her
She say I’m a slut, don’t give a fuck, I agree with her
Travel ’round the world, and you’re the only one that’s on my mind
Make me wanna come back home right now, commit a homicide
Treat you like the other side, treat you like you’re not my wife
Fuck you like a slut, I can’t stop thinkin’ ’bout the other night