Transitional Chapter

[Intro]

I just think that

Is just a, this whole thing is just a reflection of how we are valued as immigrants

And I hope that JJ can see us and learn a lot from our experiences

Our trials, our tribulations, our joys, our successes

And I hope Jermaine goes forward and has many successes of his own in the future

Come to me

In those open arms is where I wanna be

Come to me

[Bridge: Wretch 32]

Transitional chapter

I see my son like my Grammy, and my daughter's my BAFTA

I get rewarded every morning with the spirit of grandma

Knew life was short, but whеn I saw them bury the Panther, I hit rеcord

[Verse: Wretch 32]

Let's get it

Made my whole family a fortune, I'm Les Dennis

Less talking and more presence

My girl thinks she don't get enough credit

She cried me a river, to get over that bridge, we just went Venice

Growing up, I never felt love was precious

'Cause on a scale of one to ten, I'd always come up small measured

In the ends keeping up with endeavours

When they said the writing's on the wall, that's why we're in the pen sentenced

Now my right arm's severed, it's ironic how we're seeing eye to eye

But I couldn't tell you where my friend's head is

Cah we're deep in the gutter where we'd reach for our mothers

But they're working overtime, so there wasn't time to hug us

Now the streets we becometh, and now he is my brother

But he sends me OT to bring him back a bunch of oners

The police tryna cuff us, can I dream? Can I come up?

Or is this how I'm designed like my Balenciaga runners?

Dat ah me, me a shotta, and the beef, it's a utter

Nightmare on every street, so I sleep in my puffer

With my knife in my jumper, if I gotta cut you to cut through

For the bread, then I'll slide through the butter

Ah, man, dividing all my profits

Got me feeling like I lost it

Asking my accountant how my wins become my losses

You suffer when you boss it, tryna tweak my outgoings

There's a office in my office

If the shoe fits, I hope it's polished

Try and put your best foot forward cah they're tryna take you off it

I'm hopscotching, preferred when dodging bullets was my problem

This tax robbing isn't common in the House of Commons

With less commas, on my digis weighing up my options

I'm a G.O.A.T., but I can't pay my mortgage paying homage

Ah, man, tell the higher-ups that I'm planning to go on strike

Long division, watching my salary splits divide

You got the little man working for the bigger man

Then why the middle man get a slice?

My conscience is clear, I ain't took a pound, I wasn't due

Still it cost a hundred thousand for this panoramic view

I'm in sixth gear in the driver's seat, Lewis just hit me privately

Told me this a two-man race and he sees the rivalry

Every time they see me cross the line, they move the distance

The podium don't ever show the bigger picture

Every time my hands are on the prize, I get a blister

Stitch up, I share my open wounds on my Insta'

Ah, man, ah, man, I been an open book just so the world can look

You've seen my world crashing down before me

When the fed wanted the glory and done my father naughty

Here's what it taught me, I had to walk away to walk towards me

And my siblings, my uncle goes to war for all the victims

Here's the difference, I helped him fight the system through the system

I'm all Christian, Rasta, and half-immigrant

My brother's keeper, the vessel, I'm articulate

Yeah, I hope I made you feel at home

Take your shoes off at the door, look through the windows of my soul, and

[Outro]

Come to me (You should go)

In those open arms is where I wanna be

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah