Free Spirit

[Verse]

We've done things in music we didn't know we could

The crowd's gone overground but we all came from the hood (Yeah)

I don't know where I'm going but where I'm going is good

A long way away from when I was shotting the white and buj (Yeah)

BBK are my bros but I'm a one-man band

Everybody gotta eat food, can't be taking out of one man's hand

I wish life was like before but see we got to move forward

In this life I guarantee you'll get the dish that you ordered

My chain still swinging, Eastside brother in the game still winning

My car that's a mazza, I love this shit make a pound, making a shilling (Ayy)

And I want to help all my brothers in the hood get what they want, God willing

Let's go make a killing, feed the children, take care of the women

Still flowing but I'm feeling free, lyrics for lyrics, I'm just being me

It don't work it if you just do it for P, I'm at work homework doing it, G

I'm sorry but I couldn't let them do it to me

It's like they got a bucket of paint and threw it at me

Everybody wanna be the one, nobody wanna be the two or the three

My bro, 20 years they just passed I'm like yo, where did they go?

Have a think about where your days go

I spend most days in the studio, I have to

By now that's all my brain knows

On the radio, and all the stage shows

I gotta work on my brand like Waitrose

I don't really care about any of the ties I've had that's been severed

They asked if I would change, I told them never

I couldn't, I wanna merk spitters, so I wouldn't

A man can't back in before I see a spitter and attack him

Nobody around here is cracking, solid

All the scenes that I've seen are horrid

And these MCs, their styles are just borrowed

I told them it's a day in the park and so I'm honoured

You can send every MC alive I ain't bothered

Send any MC alive, they don't want it

It's no point chatting about who and who's off it, or on it

I came for the smoke to be honest, I came from the road to be honest

I came with these flows to be honest, Roman Road to be honest

I'm a bloodclart pro to be honest, I'm on it

The work rate's sick, no vomit

Bigging up Megaman, So Solid

I left school, dad said go college

But I love the streets and so three months in man left because I didn't want knowledge

I never liked Marmite on toast, and no no I never liked porridge

Honestly, I feel tired but my body keeps going like it's been rewired

For past tweets man have been fired, just when they got the job that they desired

Now for the job that man wanted to do, can't get hired

Some man are driving around on the road with four bald tyres

Top boys, liars, unuh gyaldem, friers

Me and my dons jump off of the plane like frequent fliers

I'll Friday-the-13th MCs, like I was Michael Myers

You weren't there when man was cutting up wires with pliers

Oh lord, look at the path you sent me on

It's been mad, you get me don?

I ain't perfect, don't get me wrong

But I wish everybody the best, I know you won't forget me don

It's Wiley I'm getting 'em

Got the ideas here jet setting 'em

Here we go again, playing live through your stereo again