Breathe (Sha La La)

[Verse 1]

Three bedroom house, six live inside it

Queueing up for the bathroom is a hype ting

Che, staring out the window

All you see is rain, what's a little bit of lightning?

Chilling in the ends till police show up

If one makes a joke then they get shown up

And round here your friends are your family

If Dad ain't around then the ends grow dust

These are the times that you feel most neglected

Cause Mum just sends you to the shock to get electric

And deep down you didn't wanna go

But if you ever let her know, you'll be living on your own

And right now you're living on the road

But it's nice to know that you've got the choice of going home

It's weird cause it's busy in the pitch

But we still can't catch who's pissing in the lift

[Hook]

(Sha la la)

I'm like just give it a rest man, I know best man, please

(Sha la la)

The police are still scattered, preaching, I've had it like please

(Sha la la)

Cause all the words I'm hearing got my eardrums burning like please

(Sha la la)

If you've got nothing good to say then just keep quiet, breathe

[Verse 2]

Living paranoid, that's what the game does

Sitting there talking, now the world is against ya

And now you're scared of what changed us

Why would we leave the estate? It created us

Mum keeps saying I should go and get a job

So that's the reason that we don't get along

Saying she's gonna send me to live with my dad

Everyone's an influence and they're leading me on

But she don't understand that I'm my own man

I can make me a grand or make her a gran

Only thing changed is the number of the day

So without sellotape I'mma stick to the plan

Cause it's the only way I know how to live

And don't claim that you know how it is

Cause if you ever walked one mile in my shoes

You'd be slipping in the ends like you need better grip

[Hook]

[Verse 3]

Growing up we were ever so skint

That made it so hard tryna be the Fresh Prince

I stopped combing my hair on purpose

Just so my mum would make me get a fresh trim

Looking in the mirror while I'm getting out the chair

Mumbling to myself "what the fuck you done here?"

But I didn't even say it cause I know I've gotta pay him

Cuh when you're growing up I know nothing makes sense

Odd trim, hoodie up, tryna chat up girls

She said I've chatted up the rest of the world

Said I'd sent texts when I never had credit

The truth is I'd done it on free voicemail

I ain't saying that I never had a good life

But every other night I had to watch Brookside

The soaps are getting boring and it's lonely at the bottom

One day I'm gonna make it out the hood life

[Hook x2]