Friendly Fire Lyrics – Skepta

Friendly Fire Lyrics Meaning

[Intro]
Skepta kicks things off with a confident and playful vibe, hyping up someone who’s getting mocked for their accent. But instead of letting that bring them down, he reassures them that their uniqueness is what makes them cool. He throws in some slang and casual talk, setting a tone that says no one’s untouchable anymore — it’s game on.

[Verse 1]
Skepta starts off talking about being questioned by Ebro, a media guy, suggesting the questions were dumb and just meant to stir drama for attention. He stands by what he said in past interviews and points out how he’s now gaining success because of it. He makes a clever jab at people trying to lose weight on trendy drügs like Ozempic, saying he’s not about that — he’s not trying to lose “pounds” literally or financially. Then he paints a picture of his lifestyle: chilling in upscale areas with fancy snacks, showing how he can switch from street life to high-end environments.

He reminds everyone he’s at the top, a GOAT, and while he may say things that offend, he’s not trying to mess up relationships — unless he has to. He compares rap beef to Street Fighter characters Ryu and Ken, saying sometimes you gotta fight even your close ones. He calls out fake street guys, challenges them to rep their area properly, and proudly claims Tottenham as a trendsetter. Then he flexes his success — selling out big venues with Fred Again and making serious money.

But he also warns that where he hangs out is rough, not for the ignorant or weak. He criticizes rappers who mumble and lack real vocal power, takes shots at someone named Ak, and demands more respect from the online crowd. Skepta wraps up by saying he’s just sticking to music, not trying to get caught up in legal trouble. And as a final shot, he points out how some of these guys love to snitch, but he’s not part of that world.

[Chorus]
Skepta talks about how people always underrate and underestimate him. He wants big DJs like Funk Flex and DJ Semtex to give his track the recognition it deserves. He’s rocking fresh new shoes, ready to dominate and step over anyone in his way — even bringing extra laces, symbolizing how prepared he is. Then he checks in with a bold “what’s the latest?” and says the UK scene is finally getting noticed, thanks to people like him.

[Verse 2]
Skepta goes right at Joyner Lucas, calling him out directly and questioning his style, saying it sounds too polished or academic, like he studied rap at a fancy school. He threatens to confront him physically if he ever sees him live, even going after his backup dancers — basically showing how serious he is. Skepta is fed up with being doubted and demands answers from anyone who thinks he’s going to lose. He says no one can handle his life or his journey — he’s too tough and too real.

He points out how he’s trained himself to survive in the roughest environments and doesn’t need anyone backing him up. When he spits bars, they’re sharp and dangerous, meant to shut down weak or gimmicky rappers. He disses the idea of “studio rap” — music made for clout but lacking realness — and says he’s been out here getting real wins. He’s confident that if anyone wants war, he’s ready, and blessed.

He mocks artists who care more about outfits than actual skill, saying that while they’re trying to be stylish, he’s busy being legendary. Where he comes from, greatness is just the standard. He calls out fake lyricists, saying fast rhymes and big words don’t impress him — his background made him sharp by default. He laughs at anyone thinking they can handle him like other rappers, claiming he’s on a different level, like someone with a Master’s degree in lyrical combat.

He says people are starting to see through fake fronts, and all eyes are on him now. He’s got charisma, fame, and models around him. There’s poetic justice in how people mocked his accent, yet now their partners are charmed by his British swagger.

[Chorus]
Skepta repeats the hook but adds more fire to it. He’s tired of being overlooked and wants top radio DJs to push his track. He’s got fresh kicks again, symbolizing how he’s stepping with purpose and dominance, and he’s so prepared, he even brought extra laces just in case. With confidence, he asks what’s new while claiming his place in the game. The chorus repeats, showing that Skepta isn’t just making noise — he’s forcing people to acknowledge the UK’s growing impact. The repetition makes his message louder: he’s done being slept on.