Off the Record 2

I don't name for fame, neither do I name to shame

But I'm learnin' more and more, this is a paigon game

I'm learnin' more and more, these other rappers hate in vain

I know I've got to be the bigger man to make the change

I know I've got to be the smarter man to make a change

Man are gettin' caught in feelings and statin' names

I'm tryna stay focused, I can't break again

You're lucky this ain't '08 'cause man would take your

Yo, I got **** in their feelings

Of course, I'm ruthless, the whip ain't got to no ceilings

****'s hearts, man, they changin' like the seasons

It's arms-house, I'm at your mum's with my demons

I'm just countin' blessin's that I'm learnin' lessons

Tryna usher my way through without no confessions

Tinie said he rates me highly, man, that showed progression

I'm what they into from the south to the western, I ain't stressin'

Fam, I'm tryna make my marge proud

And help her out 'cause there's times I wasn't allowed

Nothing was the same, I got my head up in the clouds

When you make it where I'm from

You scream that shit and scream it loud

Krept and Ko' put me on, and that's something I won't forget, fam

But I'm not here to be no shadow or no next man

But sayin' that, it's still Play Dirty till the death, fam

I'm signed to Sony, my ****, they signed to Def Jam

There's so much to say, but I'ma save that for a interlude

Stop askin' me the same shit in these interviews

Playin' a game, but where you win to lose

These rappers, they do anything for flippin' views

Fuck another dis track, my ****, I ain't in that

I couldn't take a break, I was out there servin' Kit-Kats

I'm tryna buy six yards, you tryna get a six pack

You can't relate if you don't live that

Fam, I gave my sister my house, gave my sister my house

To give my nephews a future, I gave my sister my house

Now I'm the fuckin' pent, I used to live on the couch

But when you tell my fuckin' story, don't miss that shit out

I was in court, watched my big brother get a twelve

He just had a little girl, he ain't home until she's twelve

You wouldn't believe, bruh, he was the man behind the scales

Now we here talkin' 'bout jails

What's your name, ringin' bells if you haven't got your freedom?

What does your rep mean if you no longer breathin'?

We all tryna prove a point, but I can't figure the meanin'

It's all fun until your mum's grievin'

I buried a best friend at sixteen

I'm prayin' that we all make it through summer '16

Nobody's got the drive, but everybody's got the talk

Yeah, they wanna live dreams

I'm ready, just make sure the whip's clean

I helped my mum get out the ends before I got myself a Benz

Put on for my friends, I don't want them shottin' tens

Yeah, they drive me around the bend, but I still lend before I spend

It's cliché, if you in my company, then I defend

Money can't buy your heart

The sterling didn't change me, then why would it start?

I'm at festivals and I didn't have to chart

They said we wouldn't make it out the play park

Ayo, Reece, we made it