Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Potter Payper
Potter Payper
Vocals
Tiggs Da Author
Tiggs Da Author
Vocals
Show N Prove
Show N Prove
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jamal Bousbaa
Jamal Bousbaa
Songwriter
Adam "Tiggs Da Author" Simon
Adam "Tiggs Da Author" Simon
Composer
Ellis Taylor
Ellis Taylor
Composer
Marcus Fitzgerald Rucker
Marcus Fitzgerald Rucker
Composer
Courtney Freckleton
Courtney Freckleton
Composer
Adam Muhabwa
Adam Muhabwa
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Show N Prove
Show N Prove
Producer
Lewi White
Lewi White
Mixing Engineer
Will Lite
Will Lite
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Everybody gotta make sacrifices
Sometimes it ain't as simple as black and white is
Especially when you gotta bit of gangsteritus
Trapstar, rap star, man are gangster writers
We was blending in rentals with cats as drivers
I used to stack all the 20s, spend all the fivers
Nowadays everybody wanna go viral
But I got them on the needle like an old vinyl
2021, year of the entitled
They say the trilogy itself like the street bible
Separate to elevate it's been vital
I been a big idol and bleed out my eyeballs
Different days I'm either homicide or suicidal
I don't think it's my fault, it's just the path that I walk
Crown court, sport man, I'm armed and blagging
I stepped in the party lagging
They say they're gang but they're hardly banging
I'm tryna hit him in his skull like they're bringing Ed hardy back in
Hit the can then my dargs are wrapping
Since Feltham '06 they been saying I've been hard at rapping
Kamikaze, the visit got half the pack in
My brudda gets it cracking then I'm getting it cracking
I'm too tapped to tap in
Still smoke in my Prada jacket
[Verse 2]
These hoes, these hoes bringing fire to my eyes, eyes, oh
I, I know, I know it's killing me inside
Things I've sacrificed for this life
[Verse 3]
It's weird that sometimes I miss the days when I never had a spliff to blaze
Nanny hugged me in the court room and kissed my face
My troubled childhood I wished away
Another day another risk to take
Crown court looking 6 to 8
Now I'm in the booth daily going 6 for 8
I used to mix the coke, not mix the tape
And now this mixtape costs ten bricks of flake
I need freedom like air
You never understand till you see it disappear
And I can't lie, I wish Muni was here
I'd give it all to have him back and put one in the air
Man say they wanna kill me I ain't scared, I'll double your dare
I'll even cover your fare, I'm going out like Tony at the top of the stairs
Ain't my first choice but I've been in some fuckery affairs
Nan struggled for years
Mum suffered for years
That's buckets of tears
Hears the fire burning so when it comes to these numbers I'm too assertive
I got my suttin on me, crisis everted
Crisis everted means it's on person, not third person
When suspect turned victim it's on purpose
I've done birds with long termers (Wrong turners)
We're not learners
[Verse 4]
These hoes, these hoes bringing fire to my eyes, eyes, oh
I, I know, I know it's killing me inside
Things I've sacrificed for this life
Written by: Adam "Tiggs Da Author" Simon, Ellis Taylor, Jamal Bousbaa, Marcus Fitzgerald Rucker
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