When I was sky high not many of you to see me fall I had one big ego, but I was small I I was the man, telling everybody what to do really they were just using me including my skrilla too So who's laughing now because it definitely ain't me Due to all my my agent had to lower my fee With all the money I owe out, I could own me key Instead I sold the house I lived in 'cause I was working for My friends were looking at me for help when I help myself And labelled me a no one when the put me on it's shelf I weren't properly and they could see I wasn't well all they seemed to care about was my wealth Fuck my See the Tinnitus thing I have, has put me through hell Too busy looking out for others and not thinking about I'm and paranoid, who else is tryna' fuck with my girl? Who else is making up lies for another to sell? Yo, my BM sold like two on me for like 30K My TM was doing dirty on me like almost day Right my nose, I would have never have known So thank fuck that I'm paranoid and I went through his I see a text to his wife They nearly my life Thinking all this information getting printed overnight? No lie, no lie I it's in black and white And even though it's in The Times still a big bag of shite! I blame myself for being ignorant and up But when you're stuck in this industry, you don't who to trust I'm screaming is the love? 'Cause on the flip side, on my kid's In the I would've opened you up like that, Mumma we ain't going out like that One day I'ma catch him ah, how 'bout dat? You like that When Pops used to preach I listened Now I bet he's up there grinning just I tried fight back I remember the times I used to steal bare weed from pouch And any loose change you left lying around the house I'd do anything to spend a couple with him alive I'm just left with a memory of him dead on the couch Forever putting pieces tryna' figure shit out Imagine I was more than puzzled, having to give you mouth to My lord there was dry blood all down face I will never the taste, tryna' save the man of the house They say 'home is the heart is' my one was on the market Mum's got her own key but she prefers it we started Queen of the hood, reminiscing feel good Couldn't afford to buy me trainers now she's up my books she's cleaning up the flat She be polishing the She ain't worried about no now her baby's paying tax When the press are talking trash, know that it ain't Why would I smash my own gaff up when my are in the back I'd be mad if I sat here tryna' justify article I've already been up and spat out into little particles Even I'm sensitive and a softy at heart All I hear is 'rip them apart 'cause there nobody as hard as you' Easily antagonised, when I hear a bag of Everyone's got a past, only is mine's glamorised Talk being terrorised, like say I'm gonna fall back Your favourite artist now out as my support act The was way needier, way before social media When we used to turn to just to make our lives easier my Wikipedia I sold out bare yo tried to brand me urban So I climbed outta the hole I kicked down the door and it open for the rest I went platinum three times, so how am I in debt? on the first, 500 on the next When you sign a deal fam else do you expect? Oi Stormzy you the guy now, I've always fucked Skep' I writ my 32 the first time I heard Wretch I ain't got a chip on my shoulder who's the best But I beg someone tell Drizzy I'm something fresh I got as far as I am going HAM as I can So for me going jail really part of the plan I came a long way from getting chased in that Megane So imagine man me, stuck in the can They say I'm too hard headed, and one day I'm gonna Never thought I be sat here selling signatures for burn Oi Akhi are you It don't matter about who you are on the outside or if your wrist is glistening In here, get hung up to dry for moving wet The only time I'm talking shit, when I'm up my tech Ay so the KG's you have, wrapped around your neck all that matters is the KG's you're pushing on your chest My momma told me keep my head down, stay How the that gonna work when [?] got man on a diet? Thinking now I'm at my lowest, can only get better man run up in my cell and try leave holes in my sweater Now I'm here and I got a on my head top, uh I'ma double that just get the pussy' head top From lobster and steak, to yam and noodles and Thursday's cantine, come any sooner Sitting in my cell wishing that it be way cooler No charger for the tizzy so I can't call you Oi, get down and lay I ain't come to play around Even though I was excluded, industry's still my playground