Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Little Simz
Little Simz
Performer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Hics
The Hics
Producer

Lyrics

Oh, broken homes and lonely souls is all they know
All they've shown is courage despite the circumstances
Time is passing by, stars command the sky
Don't play dumb by asking why
You already know how all the stories evolve
Came here on my own, feel that we leaving alone
Put my feet in the studio and call it my home
While others have got no way out
How blessed am I? (I)
Nothing left to find (Find)
Your life's on the line, don't question mine (Mine)
Take my advice, don't stress in life (Life)
Arms out to you, you can rest your head in mine
I'm prepared to fly (Fly)
With no landing (Landing)
I might just be the last one standing (Standing)
They should know that Simz ain't ramping (No I ain't)
I came to show there's more, I'm expanding
Still on my lonesome (Still on my lonesome)
Give a fuck, I'm chosen (Give a fuck, I'm chosen)
Bit of luck and a wish, maybe we'll get there
But for now, I'm zoning (For now, I'm zoning)
Somewhere in the air, I'm floating (I'm floating, floating, floating)
They will not control us (They will not control us)
This the type of shit that ain't never gonna sell
Man, you shouldn't have told us that
Nah, you shouldn't have
I'm crawling up these walls
But they won't come down
No, they won't come down
I'm tearing at the core
'Til their words drown out
'Til their words drown
Clawing at the heart, the trust
You take the little pieces covering up my soul
I'm just a fool in your game
My life, your prey
I ain't never had a chance to do what I love (Love)
Ain't nobody ever been encouraging me (Me)
I just stay indoors, wishing and dreaming
Maybe in another life, it will happen for me
I put all my energy into feeding my kids (Kids, kids)
Do they appreciate the sacrifice I made for 'em? (Do they, do they?)
No, their daddy ain't around and I have to make up excuses
As to why he hasn't yet came for 'em, oh Lord
Why did you pick me, Lord? (Lord)
What is it that you can see in me, Lord? (Lord)
I'ma write this down, somethin' to report ('Port)
No air in me, I'm learning to breathe more
How I feel insane, the effect is a glass ceiling
Do it 'cause I love it and not 'cause I'm tryna make a killing
Hell no, saying what I like, you can tell so (So, so)
And if there's a problem, hit me on my cell phone (Phone, phone)
Know a couple brothers talking through a jail phone (Phone)
On their best behaviour but still walkin' bell downed, shit's fucked (Fucked)
No, I don't owe you nothin' (Nah)
Talk that talk if you're gonna do somethin'
If I was in this position like a year ago (What?)
I probably would've fell off like a year ago (Yeah)
Fill my pockets, yeah, it's money that we run a lot (Yeah)
But fuck that, tell my people that I'm coming home (Home)
I'm coming home, boy
I'm crawling up these walls
But they won't come down
No, they won't come down
I'm tearing at the core
'Til their words drown out
'Til their words drown
Clawing at the heart, the trust
You take the little pieces, covering up my soul
I'm just a fool in your game
My life, your prey, aye
One, one time now, Hics
Two time now, aye
Gratitude
Gimme some gratitude
Written by: Jacob Welsh, Roxane Barker, Sam Paul Evans, Simbiatu Ajikawo
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