Lirik

Had to question everything I stand for Still purple rain and maintaining through the downpour Cold night sleeping on the ground floor I'on hate my father I just wish he was around more Nanny came on a visit and she just broke down She says she looks at me as if I was her own child And only I can choose the road I'm gonna go down So I know I'm on my own when it goes down But sometimes I can't cope G I can't lie Cah from young I been addicted to this fast life Like I swear we were so high last night And we didn't make it home 'til like half five And this is real shit this ain't just the weed talking Every time I get away I hear a fiend calling I spend money I ain't got like a remortgage I ain't slept for days feeling like I'm sleepwalking When I'm just tryna dodge another sentence Stan Tookie Williams I'm just looking for redemption Hoodrat bitches holla looking for attention Snakes hissing in the distance and I can sense 'em Fake man wanna smile, say they're down to ride On the low I know the same man wanna fuck my wife In the hood there ain't nothing but some fucking sluts and liars But I'll clutch and rise it you could get touched I'm riding Looking for a Judas 44's, tre 8's, dottys and some Rugers OT grow yard ciggies and some jewelers Living for today like we ain't got no futures And I don't really wanna change Seen so much shit, some shit I don't even wanna say '99, they said my mummy went on holiday I found out that my mummy was in Holloway But home is where the heart is, so I'm loving where I live And I know most man never struggled like I did I was coming home hungry weren't nothing in the fridge So I had to hit the road like something's gotta give '05, me and Dizz hitting kitties outta Holborn Chicks couldn't grasp why I wouldn't show emotion Had to tell that bitch, chill, I live among some vultures And a home ain't a home when your homes broken And a home ain't a home when your homes broken And then it gets harder Feltham, Chelmsford, Aylesbury, Parva And I got some youts that need looking after Two little girls that will never know their father 'Cause daddy was a criminal, mummy couldn't cope So daddy went jail, left mummy on her own I was talking to the mandem they're like when you coming home? Just keep rapping it could happen trust me you can blow I gotta trap cah it's the only life I know And my nanny's always telling me as if I don't know And now I heard it's action what defines the man Blowing macaroni got me thinking 'bout this life I've had And I'm just thinking 'bout this life I live As I'm getting older had to question would I die for this? Man are riding life in bin (la-la-la-la) Shit the case is in the Old Bailey Separated mice from men, from young I learnt don't talk You know the game, you get caught that's your own fault Did my first sentence as a baby boy Born in the 90s, fucking with them 80s boys Olders put me on road, back when it was all love Road taught me everything, teacher never taught us Road taught me everything, teacher never taught us But don't front like roads something that you're built for 'Cause you could die for something you wouldn't kill for Mad years behind that steel door Mad years on my strip mummy's still poor Wait there's still more I'm trapping 24's G Up and down in and out 'til I got sore feet '04 to '06 I never saw sleep Raw B had me counting bags at 14 '07, I left the crown court free Back and forth on Feltham for like four weeks '08, I was back behind that door G Firearms charge I rid the whole four peak But I rid that, the life you dickheads rap about I live that Pebble down a big batch G-star pack and told him flip that I told him take three and bring six back And T's been gone for a minute now I miss akh And I miss C and I miss whites On my kids' life, every day I risk mine I'm just tryna live right shit I gotta do wrong Couldn't see you walking two steps with my shoes on Ratchet always told me re-up before your foods gone Ratchet always told me re-up before your foods gone
Writer(s): Unknown Unknown, James Tennapel Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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