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 acting when Im rapping on the beats You wont catch me on the streets where the convene From Hackney to Clapham handle the heat But Im just being me, Im as as can be I go uni, Im trying to a degree While my brothers keys and theyre stacking the ps Im to buy time, cos Im anxious I read as I analyse life, from my angle its Im lifelines in the anthems I leak, I aint like these hype guys 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 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 stomach backflips at the acts I see deep. And its actually peak, got me sitting here, thinking if the madness will I just by in an Addison Lee Looking at the bleak streets from the passengers as I dream.
Close my eyes, lay my head and imagine a day Im just my days away, days away.
And Im Shakespeare, faith to replace fear, Ive made mistakes, yeah, But daily I to elevate to a place where, My greatest of pain and daily strain is clear, No care in the world like babies in daycare, Not hearing the of getting chased by the jakes here, Or hearing the shells that in the day air, Just hearing and maybe Drake as I take care, Eating off of plates with my mates at places in Mayfair, the state of estates and making the papes, yeah, Evading the fakes, Im changing as I stay clear, Not wasting away but just taking aim for the as I dream.
And I just dream, cos everybodys gotta (X4)
my eyes, lay my head and imagine a greater day Im just my days away, days away.