homeless nigga pop music

[Intro]

Music, I wanna do, I was always doing it

This, this feeling, it's why I get up in the morning

I don't think about nothing else, I don't open my letters

I think about music, it's always on my mind

Always on my mind, always on my mind

And I ain't just doing it for me

[Verse]

Raskit boy in the corner, I still, yeah

Bro is homeless, so low, he sold for my PC

In the corner of her room

On the floor where I've been recording over

Had to quit all the ego stroking

The lyrics could lift and humble my spirits

To the point I didn't feel it no more, uh huh

(Raskit boy in the corner, I still)

No silver spoons in my hood, just empty pockets

No candy raining, so we just singin' to Candy Reign

And desperation, an understatement

If you ain't resilient, nigga in south of the river could end up

You might end up movin' weight to put pounds in your palms

Like bodybuilders, I seen that picture

In fact, I took it, a selfie sport from the younger me

Just a Lewisham nigga, scared by the things I've seen

Uh, I bought a mic tryin' to ease all the trauma

It didn't ease how I was brought up

Homeless, lookin' at my troubled life

Thinkin' if the grass looks greener on the other side

[Outro]

Raskit boy in the corner, I still roll deep

Youngstar, gimme the beat and let me prove

London city forever, you know I still creep

Ain't no stopping me ever your best move

Live O Ghetto, I rep it with no redemption

Worldwide critics acclaim I'm big news

Showtime, main event, you can't defeat

Dizzee Ras, not on your Nelly, I can't lose