Must Be More

Yeah, yeah
Had to cut man off (Cut 'em off)

They were holding me back like a dead weight

They weren't holding me up like a best mate

They were holding me down like a lead weight

Now they're watching me buss like a sex tape

I skip legs, biceps and chest day

Still you don't want it with Bob 'cause I'm a headcase

From way back tooled up on the estate
Persil bag with shots in

Ford Estate pulled up and I hopped in

Told him make up his mind, hurry and buy
This ain't Tesco shopping

Day and night are the only options

Weighed it up and it weighed me down

Pockets, balls and socks had rocks in
No A-Levels, I was out of options

Whoa, whoa, that's what I thought
Cling and scales, that's what I bought

With the assist, passing the ball
Henry the way I helped man score

If we had a rapport

Two for fifteen but don't come short

Still scarred by the things that I saw
Whole time thinking, "There must be more"

There must be more to this
Gats, bats, swords and shivs

Phone calls where man are talking quick
Prang that feds are recording this

There must be more than licking doors
Flicking balls and kicking jaws

Caught with nine and sitting four
There must be more, there must be more

There must be more to this
Cats, rats, talking shit

Tools that some man are walking with
Sending man to the morgue with it

There must be more than whipping raw
Fed chases and dipping law

Loading nines and hitting four
There must be more, there must be more

There must be more than chief reloads
Posted up in the freezing cold

Thinking mad when the Ps come slow
Man really needs this dough

Seasons change and reasons grow
Man want cars and teeth in gold

Tell young kids that Ps control
The free school meals don't feed your soul (No, they don't)

So start wildin' out
Knife in hand but not dining out

Food in Mum's yard makes you the man of the house
Until she finds you out

Fear of the door getting kicked by the police
And the neighbours moving nosy

Made it hard for me to go sleep

So I stayed up late night quoting Roll Deep

"Yes, next one

Yeah, we're blazing, we're blazing
It's all entertainment, it's all practice

That's Dizzee Ras-
Raskit don't waste time

Don't hesitate, don't pet, don't ramp
.22, .38, .9

These digits'll leave you stiff like cramp"

Most people I know are stressed out
'Cause they don't earn enough

Whether nine bars or number nine with fries
They're still serving up

Roll through like you heard of us
Didn't mean to make the burner buss

Robbery gone wrong

Make a hungry man turn murderer
Lies thema tell, lies thema tell

Life on road ain't rosy
Man get stuck for the OZ
Take food out, go ghost when they owe P

Had a couple man wrong me, set me up lowkey
Typea shit make you wanna hold B

Typea shit
(Pull up this one, they want the reload)