(Woo)

(Yeah)

This the, this the

World premiere baby

I represent for myself

I don't wanna need your help (no)

I don't wanna need your help

Back in Belcoo swear the kid need luck

Pub job working now I'm pub dealed up

Jaffa Cake kid like I'm some mixed mutt

Used to bike back hills with them boys from bus

Sunset beams on a field all it was

These lake water reeds had our feet getting cut

Heard Skateboard P on a beat and I jumped

Hot Summer released, I at least doubled up

Shame numbers are the podium

Grew up on Nickelodeon

So I couldn't care less

I'm fairly-odd to most of them

I'm rarely on them posters man

Go so hard like boulders man

More often make my own shows and book all of my closest friend

Shit when we up I'll put em up in a Ritz

Pull up in a lim-oh a G6

Win win win

Pray that I quit

Mayonnaise colour skin I keep killing you kids shit

I represent for myself

I don't wanna need your help (no)

I don't wanna need your help

Only child lonely smiles had to like the solo styles

Rocking out to teddy crowds

Learning Em's spaghetti vowels

Rehearsal space was bedding piles

Why I feel so ready now

Gave hobbies many trials

Swear I've thrown so many towels

Not too much growing up

Mum hid shit I learned when I was old enough

Thank god she got me over stuff

Cause if daddy stuck I swear me could be homeless fuck

Instead of making beats as cold as whippy trucks but

(Uh) My luck turned

Outside got sunburned

Had a house to come to with food from mum's work

And tunes that's groovy

With toons that's looney

Those moods that moved me

It was so meant to be

Swear music pursued me

But two things allude me

How my life like movie and dress style so hoopty

How I grew up unspoiled but my drive's like subie

It's like you grew up on soil man your sound so dookie

(Tell em again)

I like it

(Tell em one more time)

I like it

Nah nah nah

I love it

I love it

I represent for myself

I don't wanna need your help (no)

I don't wanna need your help

Warned of growing older by older that we dismissed

Bored of being young man the goal's to be older quick

Golden days over in twenties like holy shit

I'm born in 99 I'm still a 99 kid

Back when 99s were still 99 pence

When summertime friends were like the next door's fence

When work meant school and weren't a means to an end

When living with parents weren't just cheaper than rent

Man it's deeper than trench

The whole world fucked I feel my knees giving in

Everyone I see are bumblebees in a trance

Can't answer for their wrongs so distract with a dance

So much pain like it's France

I push four wheels on the crete in the AM

To stop what's in my mind to see the dreams that I am chasing

Don't believe your words then take P for affirmations

You can do it too how does it feel then when I say em?

I represent for myself

I don't wanna need your help (no)

I don't wanna need your help