“I been away for a while,” reminds James Devlin on the title track. “Cause sh*t weren’t sweet like Tate & Lyle, I held it together with the fakest smile.” The Londoner’s third album reveals a more mature MC—one bruised and hardened by his industry and able to now lace his venomous bars with engaging regret and maturity. He’s heartbroken for a lost love on “Blue Skies”, while Skepta collaboration “50 Grand” is the sort of insidious banger that’s helped elevate grime.