When I was sky high not of you wanted to see me fall I had one big ego, but I was mentally I thought I was the man, telling what to do When really they were just me including my skrilla too So look laughing now because it definitely ain't me Due to all my fuckery my agent had to my fee With all the money I owe out, I could own me key Instead I sold the I lived in 'cause I was working for free My friends were looking at me for help when I couldn't help And labelled me a no one when the label put me on shelf I weren't eating properly and could see I wasn't well Still all they to care about was my wealth Fuck my See the Tinnitus I have, has always put me through hell Too busy out for others and not thinking about myself I'm rich and paranoid, who else is tryna' fuck my girl? Who else is making up lies for another story to Yo, my BM sold like two on me for like 30K My TM was doing on me like almost every day Right under my nose, I would have never known So thank fuck that I'm paranoid and I through his phone Fuck I see a to his wife They ruined my life how's all this information getting printed overnight? No lie, no lie I know it's in black and And even though it's in The Times still a big bag of shite! I myself for being ignorant and opening up But when you're stuck in this industry, you don't know who to I'm screaming is the love? 'Cause on the flip side, on my kid's In the I would've opened you up Just like that, Mumma we ain't going out like One day I'ma catch him outside ah, how 'bout 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 to steal bare weed from your pouch And pocket any loose change you lying around the house I'd do anything to spend a couple seconds him alive Instead I'm just left a memory of him dead on the couch putting pieces together tryna' figure shit out Imagine I was more than puzzled, to give you mouth to mouth My there was dry blood all down your face I will never forget the taste, save the man of the house say 'home is where the heart is' Well my one was on the Mum's got her own key but she prefers it where we Queen of the hood, reminiscing feel good Couldn't afford to buy me trainers now cleaning up my books When cleaning up the flat She be the plaques She ain't about no bailiffs now her baby's paying tax When the press are talking trash, know that it ain't Why would I smash my own up when my yout's are in the back I'd be mad if I sat here justify every 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 ain't nobody as as you' Easily antagonised, when I hear a bag of got a past, only difference is mine's glamorised Talk about being terrorised, like say I'm fall back Your favourite artist now out as my support act The scene was way needier, way social media we used to turn to radio just to make our lives easier Check my I out bare arenas yo tried to brand me urban So I outta the pigeon hole I kicked down the and left it open for the rest I went three times, so how am I still in debt? 700K on the first, 500 on the you sign a shitty deal fam What do you expect? Oi you the guy now, I've always fucked with Skep' I writ my hardest 32 the time I heard Wretch I got a chip on my shoulder about who's the best But I beg tell Drizzy I'm packing something fresh I got as far as I am from HAM as I can So for me going jail weren't really part of the I came a long way from chased down 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 would be sat here signatures for burn Oi Akhi are you It really don't matter about who you are on the outside or if your is glistening In here, get hung up to dry for moving wet The only time I'm talking shit, I'm plugging up my tech Ay so fuck the KG's you have, wrapped around neck Here all that matters is the KG's you're pushing on your My momma told me keep my down, stay quiet How the fuck's gonna work when [?] got man on a diet? Thinking now I'm at my lowest, life can get better Them man run up in my cell and try leave in my sweater Now I'm here and I got a on my head top, uh Well double that just get the pussy' head top From lobster and steak, to yam and and tuna Thursday's cantine, come any sooner Sitting in my cell wishing it could be way cooler No charger for the so I can't even call you Oi, get and lay down I come back to play around Even though I was excluded, this still my playground