Yeah

You can tell I wrote this shit in summer

You can tell me I should take life serious, that doesn't mean I'm gonna

I wanna be high 'til I'm a goner

There ain't no pride in none-o'

I'm doing everything I'm told to and I don't wanna so

Keep your advise, I'd rather be all alone

Way back when we was convinced the rest of the world was against us

Nobody left we could turn to

Too young to accept what we were

Adolescents that had a lesson to learn

Could of never have imagined this life

Feel like I switched sides

With everybody I used to envy, when I felt down and empty inside

Since back in the day I've been hell-bent on getting paid

If you ain't gonna help then fuck you, I'm gonna make it myself then

If they act stingy, Aidan will tell them

Without a clear mind and a clear heart, you ain't lasting long

They just wanna be part of what we started and tag along

Came to win, I don't take losses

Put a shift in on days off

Scruffy little estate yob

Took a risk and it paid off

This one's for my nephew Noah

I hope you hear this when you grow up

I just wanted to say I don't know what it's like in the future

Could be a zombie apocalypse or a world war

Just know life can be hard sometimes but it's all worth it when you get what you work for

My only advise is take no one's advise

And live the way you want to, if you know that that's right

The thought of losing makes my heart skip a beat

I took charge the second I barged in the scene

Rule it with an iron fist like Stark Industries' artillery

I just want some zeros in my bank lock

Some O's in my stash box

It's closed with a padlock

Some hope for the have-nots

And I hope that all my friends make it by the time that I've got rich

'Cause if they don't, who the fuck am I gonna race my yachts with?

You rappers ain't doing nothing new, you're just plagiarists

I do this in the hope there's somebody who can relate to it

Gospel music for atheists (Amen, amen, yo)