Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Frogzy
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Necho
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lewis Quilter
Recording Engineer
Necho
Producer
Lyrics
And it's clear your boy's here for a reason
'Cah man got hit like I got hit and they ain't-
Ah
My **** phoned me everyday he told me don't stop writing
The hood took control I fell in love with sliding
Better keep the pressure up till you see them diamonds
You bought a square from the pic, understood the assignment
Past 21, never thought we would see it
They said the sky was the limit all we saw was the ceiling
Snaked the team twice and we still tried feed him
But now the shit's up and it's stuck when we see him
Survivors remorse feeling like G Herbo
I know a man who ain't seen the road since the Serco
She helped me buss case so I chopped my solicitor
They say that **** Rimz was my co-conspirator
Gokan died for a zed he was worth a couple bricks
Last of the real he'll forever be missed
You ever drive past that spot where your **** got killed
Like they made you drop tears blood's gotta get spilled
Took shit for the team you can't say I ain't solid
Way back in 08 man took them burners to college
Dreams and nightmares were both one in the same
I got dream of the stage and nightmares of the cage
In the hood where shootings a hobby turned to a talent
No guidance most of our fathers were absent
I feel closer to my mum since my son was born
My bro died, never got to see his son be born
And it's clear your boy's here for a reason
'Cah man got hit like I got hit and they ain't breathing
I said, "It's clear your boy's here for a reason"
'Cah man got hit like I got hit and they ain't-
Mummy keep saying I should pray more
They gave me 12 and they could have gave me way more
I saw police stand up in that court room and lie under oath
Jury came back with that verdict unanimous vote
And joy wouldn't feel so good if it wasn't for pain
I seen oil tear a man's skin right off his face
Couldn't handle jail time I see a man take his life
Went to cunch to make p's he started smoking the pipe
It's like we don't hate the opps but we hate ourselves
Crabs in a bucket tryna save ourselves
I pray we make it to heaven 'cah we came through hell
On that road to redemption leave a paper trail
And me and Fabz could never beef
Saved that ****'s life Me and Lami grow together why that **** hit the pipe
Me and Smokes don't chat 'cos he believed some ****'s lies
And Fidz ran off with P's I can't see him outside
And me and Kim still blessed
Me and Flash still talk
Still make P's with Gio
Fire still my bro
RIP and free's all we really know
And they're survivors guilt when you survive the roads
And it's clear your boy's hear for a reason
'Cah man got hit like I got hit and they ain't breathing
Written by: Necho


