Certi

Are we going in?

Of course bro

Yeah

Here

You dont sleep when your chasing cheaters

Michevious with subpoenas

Didn't want that, or fiending Tulisa's

City is cold for a reason

So when bro said roll and sell reefers

I was in the rave with ho's and no Beiber's

With mates who cold but own heaters

Didn't want that though

Not no Addidas

I hit the ball for a bit like Venus

Have it Serena's

Music saved me

So my bro said don't leave this

Got here real bare man are facetious

Say what I mean don't say what is meanless

Now I'm at award shows and foes believe us

I took the long road this goals for keepers

But no Leno

Time to ball you can't block its easy

It's penos'

She wanna be with me for my memo

But I didn't do this for P or beating

One smells of bubblegum, one Hesesh Peices

She's telling me how her features

Make man give her butt head no Beavis

Lifes hard, many need Jesus

Since

A few mates and a car

Watch what I Dubai

Might go Quatar

Hands in pies getting rid of this mindset

Hierarchy's wrapped us in to get barred

From smiles

Youts gone but switched on

They kill us why were awake its Slipknot

Gratitude in the matrix this one

Even though the engine means we get piston (pissed on)

Lord have mercy

Luther's certi

So I gota stay composed

I'm a clever black man on a roll

So fam

I gota fly not fold

When slags

They wanna phone my phone

And twats

They wanna take my soul

And labels wanna take energy now that

The world knows I'm cold

The world is mad and loppi

Some man end up on brown no coffee

That's why streets are mockery

Governments lie

Some back it like their guys got beef

Water on ice dining with a hotty

Or streets at night

Chatting like bro how can we stop the lies properly

Pains man made today but not broccoli

Made a business with music

Believed when I had no shine

Show gratitude

Cause the 3rd worlds blue

2 2's I dont judge when a bro does crime

Was ahead of guys in 2009

Then I got ill, some of my fam died

Now industry will see the flows nice

Yo my leave my job and road side

Lets flex

Ain't taking girlfriends

If she wah' text me

Then leave her bro jet

I don't need that head

To mess with my set

Or drama

That's why I got good karma

Estates applaud me

My poetry is door keys

In car parks they adore these

Father Jamaican mother Jamacian

Leicester my placement

U.G Station

13 I started

Chucking paper round class to gas the teachers no farting

Back then it was fruity loops 3

Took time what's why protect your energy

Is the moto

Don't wanna bring lyricists sorrow

But they can't mess with the flow or clarity, originality or vitality

Last one riding for truth I'm down I'm gravity

Lord have mercy

Luther's certi

So I gota stay composed

I'm a clever black man on a roll

So fam

I gota fly not fold

When slags

They wanna phone my phone

And twats

They wanna take my soul

And labels wanna take energy now that

The world knows im cold

Sitting in a cris' shirt I prefer this elegance

Since birth

We was just getting by

So insides where I had decadence know your worth

If your not a black star with stripes your foreign American

From times

Outside chip shops teaching residents

My words were always benevolent

I'm from sediment

But Orion, so women round me

Aint on beef don't need to beat

Dunno why set man wanna ring me for tweaks

PTSD

From racism and seeing people getting stabbed up everyweek

So when I pull out the Hennessy don't freak

Really we just wanna be loved its not deep

You might well see me in

Dance, and soaked in JD nd'

Don't kill note' but

Roads will know that I'm G nd'

Systems broke fam im leaving

Many low so

When they're so broke

For the notes bro

Many go get the keys in

Same as government thiefing'

This world is deceiving

I'm in the 10th dimension this evening

Mate

But there's a way out the maze

Gonna take years not days

Hope we all make it

Luthers a legend, David

And god gave me patients

Now life amazing

Sisters and bros

Having jokes

Discussing how we can make the globe better

Realness forever

Fear they promote

Because they don't want us growing together

Lord have mercy

Luther's certi

So I gota stay composed

I'm a clever black man on a roll

So fam

I gota fly not fold

When slags

They wanna phone my phone

And twats

They wanna take my soul

And labels wanna take energy now that

The world knows I'm cold