When people talk about that shit we did
As kids, like can't you let
that drop and let me live
I live, and people still talk
As kids, like can't you let that
Nowadays I walk around my area,
than the streets could fucking handle
I'm staking out up in my house
on weekdays I ain't coming out
so my love is on the town
And bring up shit that I was doing
then they put it down as damage
I never should have hit the alley
I was a little pally to the Deans
The Dannys, the Steves and the Sammys
And the weed that he carried
Sitting in a cell that smelled of piss
I was a little rebel then
when my fans shout I give, I give
and people talk about that
Like can't you let that drop and let me live
I live and people still talk about
because I have my music blaring
over the colours that I'm wearing
What the hell has got this staring?
I think they think I'm cocky
cos my mum's a single parent
And yet I walk around like I couldn't give
a fucking care in the world
I'm raring to go, so let me go, go, go
I'm gone, it feels like they all wanna know
is hotter than a demon from below
I lose control but gain some knowledge
I fucking told ya I'm nothing like him,
that I used to go to as a child
Now I'm tired as I was picked on
Another day, another dawn,
that's what I get a kick from
So I put my shit up on the paper,
then they thought I famous
Now I'm capable of anything I want
And people talk about that shit we did
And people still talk about that shit I did
when I used to run around
When I used to run around,
used to hang around the town
But even up till now look they
And people talk about that shit we did
I live and people still talk about
I live and people talk about
I live and people still talk about