Intro [2023]

[Verse 1] Thousands of nights in the rain Now it's hot I got to hide from the shade I got to hide from the hate You ever been reminiscing 'bout the past, thinking one day it will all be the same It would never be the same As the wind blows, people change Success will have your brother moving strange and your sister moving funny That's why I put them two people on a chain That's how you know I'm blessed every day I make money off of pain You probably struggle to relate 'cause you ain't been thеre The induction with my plate Walking up and down thе wing stairs Remand out of town, down the road, I built a strip there I'm still OT, I flood the wing, make couple of quid there And I think these orange sheets been fucking up my skincare I'm just glad I went to jail and weren't the kid to live up pink hair [?] At first they couldn't see like they was visually impaired I'm brainstorming, right hand rubbing on my chin hair [Verse 2] It's like I've got no tears left but I'm crying for help I put my ego to the side, I put my pride on a shelf No-one to speak to more time so I confide in myself All this touring and recording, ain't got time for my health It's like I'm close to the block but I'm close to the top I see them preeing but I ain't even showing a lot Imagine if I'd explain how much Rollies I got Or how much land I bought in JA to open my shop Supermarkets on the island, I need planning permission Commercial lease, my lawyer helps me understand the restrictions I can't fall in [?] standard a black family tradition My son's kids will live life off the shit I provision Three years in, the fans asking how I'm rapping the same But I'd be lying if I told you I was trapping the same 'Cause I just got a text, an object's sat on the plane And she don't know that she's flying with a bag full of flake I know it's dumb rapping with a loaded wap on a stage 'Cause it could fall out my waist and slap a fan in the face You see the diamonds in the yacht? Yeah they're factory-made I spent forty just to rock it on a casual day I'm at a point in my life where it's make or break My soldier just caught him a case, I'm trying to change his name Go through Panama on a boat then invade the States Got to do it way before the warrant circulates Meanwhile I'm thinking new tape, I might create a chain In the meetings with the label trying to arrange a date Took too long, now I F saying April, May I need to drop soon, my fans begging me to save the day Uh, ghetto life ain't being poor, it's a mindstate I'm still the same, I got a water boy mindframe When you come from nothing you'll appreciate the nice days Keep your faith up, you'll be surprised when the times change