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P Money x Whiney - Saviour ft Y-Zer
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
P Money
P Money
Performer
Whiney
Whiney
Performer
Yzer
Yzer
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
William Hine
William Hine
Songwriter
Paris Joel Moore-Williams
Paris Joel Moore-Williams
Songwriter
Agnes Latter
Agnes Latter
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
William Hine
William Hine
Producer

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Yeah Daddy weren't around, so I used to play up I was a robber tryna blend in as a raver I still did things when I didn't wanna take part Just tryna see my dough rise like a baker In the city, there's no love for your neighbour The postcode war used to be major I could've been in jail or a graveyard It's kinda mad, but music really was my saviour, yeah They listen to me rap, and no, it's not a game I'm ashamed, I used to be a robber, and popping chains They weren't about me, and a gangster was about the pain I've seen your mum struggle, just to buy you clothes and games Just tryna make some money, hurting people weren't the aim Being a bad boy is just someone you fear of your ways They put that shit on TV, and it's stuck inside our brain Then we go do what we just saw, and they call us insane Then we go do what we just see, and have to buss a case Nah, not bussin' movements 'round no road to get P just in case My family couldn't support 'cause we're since half our days But how you gonna handle all this guilt, when tryna stuff a plate Yo, I've made a few mistakes, and I have made it to rock bottom Had to switch up what my aim was then I really start to blossom So don't ever throw no tarnish under my name, 'cause I really ain't bothered Man come through like Katherine Tate from the council estate, but I'm living like Boris Daddy weren't around, so I used to play up I was a robber tryna blend in as a raver I still did things when I didn't wanna take part Just tryna see my dough rise like a baker In the city, there's no love for your neighbour The postcode war used to be major I could've been in jail or a graveyard It's kinda mad, but music really was my saviour Daddy weren't around, so I used to play up I was a robber tryna blend in as a raver I still did things when I didn't wanna take part Just tryna see my dough rise like a baker In the city, there's no love for your neighbour The postcode war used to be major I could've been in jail or a graveyard It's kinda mad, but music really was my saviour I don't do birthdays when I was young, they didn't go too well You can ask my mum, I spent my 16th one inside a cell Flipping hell, that's what it felt like, 'cause no one tried to help Police are out to get me, they charged me and dropped everyone else Six months on tag in summer, playing with my mental health Didn't even do what they were saying, I just didn't tell Mother sticking by me, taught me 'bout values and family wealth I stopped blaming others once I realised I weren't by myself Stop for a second try to picture me Early teens, fighting a broken system that's blaming me You should see how many others are living just like me Can't believe I was in court during my GCSEs They shut the youth clubs, no more social spots, we roam the streets I see them lock up people that I knew, and throw the key Real struggles, people fighting just for things to eat Ain't many vegans in the hood, 'cause all they know is beef Daddy weren't around, so I used to play up I was a robber tryna blend in as a raver I still did things when I didn't wanna take part Just tryna see my dough rise like a baker In the city, there's no love for your neighbour The postcode war used to be major I could've been in jail or a graveyard It's kinda mad, but music really was my saviour Daddy weren't around, so I used to play up I was a robber tryna blend in as a raver I still did things when I didn't wanna take part Just tryna see my dough rise like a baker In the city, there's no love for your neighbour The postcode war used to be major I could've been in jail or a graveyard It's kinda mad, but music really was my saviour
Writer(s): Paris Joel Moore-williams, William Hine, Agnes Latter Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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