Lyricist : Whyjay/LiTek/Aitch

Composer : Whyjay/LiTek/Aitch

Yo, ain’t no leaders where I’m from, I gotta fly the flag

Some my brothers that my got me through the final lap

I feel like I'm floppin' when I try relax

But it turned me to a boss because I like the graft

Built a couple bridges over minor gaps

Burned a couple too, I might struggle, but the time will pass

Long way from playin' double up behind the flats

Lookin' for some money, havin' trouble tryna find a bag

Bro, there's some snakes in the bits

Snake your bread, just be careful who you're brеakin' it with

Brothers hate when you'rе paid, girls as fake as their lips

Everybody turns salty, you gotta take you a pinch

Yeah

Raise my glass up in the air and go and smash it off the wall

I don't wanna pour one if you won't catch me when I fall

Call me bro but you still struggle lookin' at me when I talk

Hide my feelings, everybody say I'm hard to read

I got some problems, if I state, you wouldn't half believe

They think it's all party, beats, and Cardi Bs

I done lost a lot of love for the game

Shit changed, plus I feel like it don't love me the same

I might expect too much or it just ****s with my brain

I don't know, feels like I'm stuck in a maze

Takes a lot to explain

Die for my little sister tomorrow

I'd go to jail for my broski and I won't feel a way

Put my ends on the map, I had to open the gate

Now they tag me in posts when they go down the lane

God got me, mum, I know that you pray

But I'm never far from home even though I'm away

See the rosary beads you left me when I open my case

From the roads to the road to be great

Yeah

Dad told me, "Find a craft and go and master it"

Now he ain't got to graft, he just relax and find a gaff to flip

Some my family still won't bag it up and package it

But some things never change, I put my cash in for the damages

Still hungry like I need me a rack

Even though the bando in Manny, it really be's in the trap

I lost friends for a second, thought I needed them back

I never been more wrong, and shit, we'll leave it at that

Took a break to get some shit up off my chest

Stopped myself from postin', said I'm chillin' for a sec

Told everyone I'm focused and I need a little rest

But if I'm honest, I just ghosted 'cause I split up with my ex

Life was cosy, had to pick up where I left

Booked a flight with couple brodies, took the business off my head

Lyin' if I said I'm lonely, got my brothers to the death

If I die, give all my Rollies to the thugs and let 'em flex

Yeah, go on then

I'll shout, I'll shout you to my, innit?

Go on

Alright, respect, yeah

I'll show you how to drive your SV 'round, man

Hahaha, say no more

Safe, fam

Safe, yeah

Safe, man

Safe, man

Haha

It's hard followin' your brain when you're sold on ket

It still feels like no one's there

Sittin' on my throne with an open stare

'Cause to me, it's just a broken chair

I love it at the top, but shit, it's cold up there

I kinda found out how it feels to be alone up there

Lookin' for some hope, it never showed up there

But **** it, I'm a solider, I can cope up there

High as numb shit don't feel the same

All the money in the world couldn't heal the pain

All the honeys and the girls wanna deal with Aitch

But they deal with him too if he steals my name

Back then, I used to play they'd know me

But shit ain't what I thought, sometimes it ain't so rosey

Kick back and think as I burn my spliff

Just put the world out and watch the day go slowly

Ayy, knobhead, I need these receipts

Rapido, you know

I've got a ****ing Excel sheet in front of me, yeah

You would not believe how much money you're throwin' away on ****ing receipts

Just get back to me please, you know

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