Luyện nghe bài hát Straight Facts

When I was sky high not of you wanted to see me fall
I had one big ego, but I was small
I thought I was the man, everybody what to do
When really they were just using me my skrilla too
So look who's laughing now it definitely ain't me
Due to all my my agent had to lower my fee
With all the money I owe out, I own me another key
Instead I sold the house I lived in 'cause I was working for
My were looking at me for help when I couldn't help myself
And labelled me a no one the label put me on it's shelf
I weren't eating properly and they see I wasn't well
Still all they seemed to care was my wealth
my health
See the Tinnitus thing I have, has put me through hell
Too busy looking out for others and not 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 dirty on me like every day
Right under my nose, I would have never known
So thank fuck that I'm paranoid and I went through his
Fuck I see a to his wife
They ruined my life
Thinking how's all this information getting printed
No lie, no lie
I it's in black and white
And though it's in The Times it's still a big bag of shite!
I blame myself for being and opening up
But when you're stuck in this industry, you know who to trust
I'm where is the love?
'Cause on the side, on my kid's life
In the streets I opened you up
Just like that, Mumma we ain't going out like
One day I'ma catch him outside ah, how dat?
You know like
When Pops used to preach I listened
Now I bet up there grinning just 'cause I tried fight back
I remember the times I used to steal bare weed from your
And any loose change you left lying around the house
I'd do to spend a couple seconds with him alive
Instead I'm just left with a memory of him dead on the
Forever pieces together tryna' figure shit out
Imagine I was than puzzled, having to give you mouth to mouth
My there was dry blood all down your face
I will never the taste, tryna' 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 we started
Queen of the hood, must feel good
Couldn't to buy me trainers now she's cleaning up my books
she's cleaning up the flat
She be polishing the
She worried about no bailiffs now her baby's paying tax
When the press are trash, know that it ain't facts
Why would I my own gaff up when my yout's are in the back
I'd be mad if I sat here tryna' justify article
I've already been chewed up and spat out little particles
Even though I'm sensitive and a at heart
All I hear is 'rip them 'cause there ain't nobody as hard as you'
antagonised, when I hear a bag of lies
Everyone's got a past, difference is mine's glamorised
about being terrorised, like say I'm gonna fall back
Your artist now started out as my support act
The was way needier, way before social media
When we to turn to radio just to make our lives easier
Check my
I sold out bare yo
They to brand me urban
So I climbed outta the pigeon
I down the door and left it open for the rest
I went platinum three times, so how am I still in
on the first, 500 on the next
When you a shitty deal fam
else do you expect?
Oi Stormzy you the guy now, I've fucked with Skep'
I writ my hardest 32 the first I heard Wretch
I got a chip on my shoulder about who's the best
But I beg someone Drizzy I'm packing something fresh
I got as far as I am going HAM as I can
So for me going jail weren't really of the plan
I a long way from getting 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 matter about who you are on the outside or if your wrist is glistening
In here, you'll get hung up to dry for wet
The only time I'm talking shit, when I'm up my tech
Ay so fuck the KG's you have, around your neck
Here all that matters is the KG's you're pushing on your
My momma me keep my head down, stay quiet
How the fuck's that gonna 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 holes in my sweater
Now I'm here and I got a price on my top, uh
Well I'ma double that get the pussy' head top
lobster and steak, to yam and noodles and tuna
Thursday's cantine, come any sooner
in my cell wishing that it could be way cooler
No charger for the tizzy so I even call you
Oi, get and lay down
I ain't come back to play
Even though I was excluded, this industry's my playground