Im just a man with a A man a passion and plans to succeed A man with the to back all my speech I stand I just to land on my feet I aint even acting Im rapping on the beats You wont catch me on the streets where the gangsters From Hackney to Clapham handle the heat But Im just being me, Im as as can be I go uni, Im trying to grab a While my brothers move and theyre stacking the ps Im trying to buy time, cos Im I read as I life, from my angle its bleak Im rapping lifelines in the I leak, I like these hype guys that are bragging, Im meek I know my purpose, so I rap as I perfect: pour champs for the priest As bad as it seems, Im just sad as a And I guess that comes in the language I speak Theres on the street and theres shanks for the beef And my backflips at the acts that I see deep. And its actually peak, got me sitting here, thinking if the madness will I pass by in an Addison Lee Looking at the bleak streets from the passengers as I dream.
my eyes, lay my head and imagine a greater day Im dreaming my days away, days away.
And Im Shakespeare, With to replace fear, Ive some mistakes, yeah, But daily I pray to elevate to a where, My of pain and daily strain is erased clear, No care in the world like babies in daycare, Not hearing the tales of getting by the jakes here, Or hearing the shells that in the day air, hearing Adele and maybe Drake as I take care, Eating steak off of plates with my at places in Mayfair, Changing the state of estates and the papes, yeah, Evading the fakes, Im changing lanes as I clear, Not wasting away but taking aim for the greats as I dream.
And I just dream, cos everybodys gotta (X4)
Close my eyes, lay my head and imagine a day Im just dreaming my away, days away.