Time

[Chorus]

I better slow down

'Cause I keep-keep trippin' on words I don't wanna say

Just tell me 'bout it now

'Cause I keep-keep seein' the signs you want me to stay

(Nastylgia)

And I can't keep-keep, and I can't keep livin' this way

And I can't keep-keep leavin' here with nothing

Hmm, listen

[Verse 1]

Back in Primary, Nightingale Street

See life changed up on the side, we got beef

Poke on my blade, I'd ride for my street

Yo, we had fuck all, had to grind on my feet

I used to hustle with my guy every week

I moved to Homerton in '09, still I'm with my own guys

Rest up Ziggy, that's my nigga from the old time

Used to play goal-to-goal, then we bill a phone line

Didn't know your marj was blind and deaf the whole time

Yo, my Gs is a driller, whole 9

Same church that I saw my first friends

I lost my fuckin' first guys

I'm from Churchill where the birds fly

Hood grind, miss the park days

Fam, I wish that I could turn time

[Chorus]

I better slow down

'Cause I keep-keep trippin' on words I don't wanna say

Just tell me 'bout it now

'Cause I keep-keep seein' the signs you want me to stay

[Verse 2]

Labelled as a driller, cah my life full of sins

Who would've thought that I make Homerton win?

Bust my case, my barista grin

'Cause even he knows I'm a lucky kid

Two times walkin' out the Bailey, ain't no puppy shit

I really live this and I still speak the Queen's English

I miss the bird, cah I'm gifted, don't get it twisted

Labelled as a gang, but we're just brothers doin' business

We been here with nothin'

Listen, my teams strong, there's no space for the weak

Well Street Common movin' different type of weight on my feet

Thank God I missed the obbo, but time flies when there's beef in the streets

I'm still surprised on how the feds done a sweep

Free all my niggas

[Chorus]

I better slow down

'Cause I keep-keep trippin' on words I don't wanna say

Just tell me 'bout it now

'Cause I keep-keep seein' the signs you want me to stay

[Verse 3]

The last ones left, we all feel survivors guilt

So when the hood's home, we're making sure that lines get built

'Cause this is brotherhood, we're black yutes from the same motherhood

Makin' sure my mother and my lost soldier's mother's good

And love ain't the same in them other hoods

I know that I shouldn't be in ends, but I feel like I should

Fuck them industry plants, they took the scene with out us, look

We been here with nothin'

[Chorus]

I better slow down

'Cause I keep-keep trippin' on words I don't wanna say

Just tell me 'bout it now

'Cause I keep-keep seein' the signs you want me to stay