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