文本歌词

I'm in the sky not listening to what they have to say
Not giving them the light of day
Rolling f plans I burnt my straights away
Lost my will to live I leave it in the ashtray
I'm on a different type of pathway
I'm kinda shook
And I still wanna take a look
When I'm only just a rook
Tryna write a book
I think i've done a Freddy turn Cook and the fact is I don't even own a hook
Right
I was taking the piss in Go EP
Threw the whole three
Baby I'm as just as bad as you baby
Baby imma give the truth for you baby
Cause it get nervous when I'm bout the drop
Video without a prop
Praying for a pop
Oyster card for breaking these rocks
I be wide awake while writing this songs
I got sweets for these rats that are strong
In the booth for so long
It's all begun looking at what I become
Makes up for the struggle
They hate me love me too I just break a chuckle
Watch my knuckles if you want it you gotta give it some buy
The day I say I quit will be the day I die
You get the level up il pose up for the magazine
The morning gone and I'm still tasting gasoline
I look no different while I'm putting on the vaseline
Gasoline have my story in the magazine
It's my vision see a future between me and you
Catch me in Witney with a couple qs
All this working job times just to get a bill
If he doesn't pay a penny baby know that I will
Life living be the skill but you got the guidance
See the ceiling of colours floating in the silence
You'll get the real me it's no solar science
Switch the roles we play first make our own alliance
I want your pattern
Going with the process not to laugh at them
And it's not even a myth
I can handle it
Both of us backstage with a bifta shining all the cash in the air big lifter
Ski trips in the winter
It's a big picture
But we got the figures
We got the figures cause i let the hate lose
What's for dinner you choose
High up in the views
I can handle it
I can handle it
Fames spinning in my head can still handle it
Fun and games gone but still untangle it
I don't tangle it
I can't stop gotta keep going
Put my dough in
Keep writing I can't stop growing
Keep flowing
Keep glowing
Tell myself to go and grab it
Wont stop until i've done it
Make man stun it
Then i've done it
And run it up
All this psychosis imagining
I'm clueless on whats happening
Don't care bout a captioning
I just ignore them
The time I blow up
They'll still wanna explore then
When I'm breaking bread for you my dear
I'm so high
Surprised I ain't lost all the gear
I can't see the jealousy its blinded by the love
I'm as rare of dove don't wanna know what's on their mind
Cause I continue on the grind
All the time I make a drop I drop another one
At the tippy top deserve it
I write my songs and serve it
Swerve it like a student
Award bright
Record write
And drink sprite fizzy
While searching Lizzie
I wanna go pro
Making songs bro
Staying up with no sleep watching all the grow
On the go
This is me bro
I don't even sell blow
But still got the flow
Selling loud crow