Movie Star

[Intro]

Yo

[Verse 1]

She wanted to hear stories in my car

So I keep on tellin' her

That my life's been a film, so it's like the cinema

Come get involved, you can be a movie star

Well, let me think, where do I start?

Sirens are the soundtrack of the city

I felt silly standin' outside of Webby's talkin' about a milli'

Educated by a hillbilly

That was deep in the game before the beats turned drilly

Them piercings got me turnin' up the heatin'

No bras, got her lookin' like thе car's hella nippy

I was at the school gates in an old-shapе Mini

Now the Sterrato cost more than two-fifty

I spent an extra twenty on my seats

Just so I know there's nobody in my league

My money management came a long way

From spendin' every penny on my weed

I've come a long way on a long day

I sit in my Jacuzzi thinkin', "Jeez"

I used to hop the fence when I've seen feds

And now I've got a garden full of trees

I've come a long way, if I must say

I hope you like my stories 'cah they're deep

You see them blue lights in the distance

Sirens are the soundtrack of the streets

[Chorus]

I just told 'em (Woop-woop)

We see freedom in our dreams

So we just flip the OZs into keys (Yeah)

(Woop-woop) It's the sound of the police

Sirens are the soundtrack of the streets

I just told 'em (Woop-woop)

We see freedom in our dreams

So we just flip the OZs into keys (Yeah)

(Woop-woop) It's the sound of the police

Sirens are the soundtrack of the streets

[Verse 2]

She wanted to hear stories in my car

So I keep on tellin' her that my life's been a film, so it's like the cinema

Come get involved, you can be a movie star

Wait, let me think, where do I start?

I know what to tell ya

Sirens are the soundtrack of the underbelly

Man talk about the trap as if it wasn't smelly

Man say they've got your back when it's gettin' scary

Then talk behind your back like they your adversary

Great Cheetham Street, standin' outside the chippy

When you can't afford Singapore vermicelli

You don't know about the chips with the sweet and sour

When the roads get dead like a cemetery

What can they tell me about homeless?

I was on the street corner, feelin' hella hopeless

I just turned my pain to resilience and focus

Now I got the smooth bezel with the black face on my Rolex

Sirens are the soundtrack of the ghetto

When you've been a soldier, I think you deserve a medal

The gangster inspiration only took me to a level

And the chillin' with the director taught me that I should never settle

I'm not ready to have kids, it's a myth

I'm just tryna get a crib with a lift

Certain haters got me kissin' my teeth, but she's got me lickin' my lips (Ah)

[Chorus]

I just told 'em (Woop-woop)

We see freedom in our dreams

So we just flip the OZs into keys (Yeah)

(Woop-woop) It's the sound of the police

Sirens are the soundtrack of the streets

I just told 'em (Woop-woop)

We see freedom in our dreams

So we just flip the OZs into keys

(Woop-woop) It's the sound of the police

Sirens are the soundtrack of the streets

[Outro]

Sirens are the soundtrack of the hood

Be wary of the fall off, be careful who you trust

My time to win, but no, we're climbin' up from the dust

When you come up from the mud, the water's thicker than blood, ah

Sirens are the soundtrack of the hood

Be wary of the fall off, be careful who you trust

My time to win, but no, we're climbin' up from the dust

When you come up from the mud, the water's thicker than blood, ah (Woop-woop)