Im just a man with a A man with a passion and to succeed A man the actions to back all my speech I stand I happen to land on my feet I even acting when Im rapping on the beats You wont me on the streets where the gangsters convene Hackney to Clapham they handle the heat But Im being me, Im as Frank as can be I go uni, Im trying to a degree my brothers move keys and theyre stacking the ps Im trying to buy time, cos Im I read as I analyse life, from my angle its Im lifelines in the anthems I leak, I aint these hype guys that are bragging, Im meek I my purpose, so I rap as I please perfect: pour champs for the priest As bad as it seems, Im sad as a being And I that comes through in the language I speak Theres tramps on the street and theres for the beef And my stomach backflips at the that I see deep. And its actually peak, got me sitting here, thinking if the will cease I just pass by in an Lee Looking at the bleak streets from the passengers as I dream.
Close my eyes, lay my and imagine a greater day Im just my days away, days away.
And Im Shakespeare, With faith to fear, Ive made 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 babies playing in daycare, Not hearing the tales of getting chased by the here, Or hearing the shells that in the day air, Just hearing Adele and Drake as I take care, Eating steak off of with my mates at places in Mayfair, Changing the state of estates and the papes, yeah, Evading the fakes, Im lanes as I stay clear, Not wasting but just taking aim for the greats as I dream.
And I just dream, cos everybodys gotta (X4)
Close my eyes, lay my and imagine a greater day Im just my days away, days away.