What they gonna tell me?

I was down nobody would help me

Now the shops in Fulham

I might be on made in Chelsea

Done six in the can, came home and a **** still charted

My Dior jumper, that's a one bedroom apartment

Six racks on the video

But they took it down for the sample

****, fuck the sample

Remember, I was weighing up bud with cardboard

Fuck the others, break bread with my brothers

Till we all millionaires

And we all live in the suburbs

Break bread with my friends, two more moves, that's a M

I sat in the pen

I lost it all, got it back again

It was me on induction wing

Induction pack with that orange squash

You know that roof's panoramic

You know I can't drop the top

Two toys in the ride, G

East boy like Wiley

Machine lively

On anything like Tigz and Haile

Expensive attire

Had the PED with the tinted visor

Now it's accountants, surveyors

Lawyers, mortgage, advisors

I'm in the big league, all I had to do was grind

Remember when that half was seventy and I only had sixty-five

Took a different route, only **** with bud in the drought

Now my whips parked outside my three bedroom house

They got the bag bought jewelry

Me, I might franchise Morley's

Business owner

I might have to vote for Tories

Remember me and frog laughing in that court

But it weren't no joke when them screws slammed them doors

In a sweat box, thinking it be a while until I'm home

Wretch three-two on the radio, don't go

All these unfamiliar faces

**** wanna know the latest

Where you from and what your name is

My net bag, plastic bowl, knife, and my fork

'Bout to make a call, watch what I say 'cause it records

Big bro told me "F the roads", but I was stubborn

On a V, thinking am I getting ghosted or they coming?

Screws searching mummy on a visit, this ain't life

And seeing Mommy cry, and shit I nearly cried

They got email a prisoner, now my chick can reach me more

But I prefer when you write, 'cause I can feel it more

Wanna put the family on so I can spoil them

All I brought was disappointment

Sleeping in the same room I used the toilet

Banged up in the vile, prison ain't like no film

Slept on that bunk bed with no quilt

One year, six years, came by and flew

Memory got bad, forgot some **** that I knew

All them road years were monument

Now I'm Her Majesty's occupant

And jail fucked up my confidence

Sandwiches for lunch and slop for dinner

On the yard, conversating whose block is realer

Everyone in for violence

I met some brothers that's pious

But until I found Allahu Ak, I had no guidance

I done countless and endless work

Gave my life to the block and I got nothing in return

Now it's king crab salad, we on different standards

Now the waitress call me "Sir" and call the bae "Madam"

I still remember nights I made it rain in Clapton

Would be I be here if my nitty never chased the dragon?

Coming up, I never had a grand

Now I do it 'cause I can, always knew I'll be the man

I went from putting shells in my Glock

Now we spill champagne, this hotel's on the yacht

Had the star before Wraiths

I used to re-up on a eighths

I just over took the bus I used to chase

In that sweatbox, I know police was grinning

Now the feds stop the car just to see who's in it