Key: Bb minor
Verse 1
The road rolled, I was quick to choose it
Now I run up in studios
don't like losing
Half my camp starving,
yeah I think I've proved it
I find it hard to write music
cause my phone blows
my mum hates what I'm doing
Hates me shutting in the flats,
flat was locked up, I took my shit
I got a name 24 for 15,
but our food weren't the same
You didn't like the taste of my food,
you could fold up, hey
G
F
I move rap, shoot straps,
I need to better my way
And if I get a job,
nah, it could spatter my day
G
Am
Listen, the wrong road,
I was quick to choose it
Now I'm stuck in this game
Now I'm grinding on the road
but I had a short temper
United youth
Who would've known 5 years later
I'd be on the ground
started to bother me
Every man in new creps
and started doing robberies
Caught a case then I switched my hustle,
Am
Got 3 years, came out, started shirting B
I got a master plan, bring a fam back
G
F
a lot of G's I rep
Highbury, call me a Beretta boy
You got beef with me
My niggas keep it thoroughblood
Hackney man love a grind
Old school and young G's
Niggas in the cat belly,
you lose your life before you're 20 B
You drown out the pain
cause you thought you
knew your enemies
You're hopin' for a change
I've worked round the clock
My shit poppin,
Bump heads and beat the lot,
we buck heads and fuck feds
And I ain't playin games,
anyone take it how you want
I'm too stuck in my ways
It's mash time, back down,
Outro 1
Am
G
F
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