(It's ghetto food)
(That's what they used to eat in the village)
('Cause it's cheap and cheerful)
Yeah, yeah (Trace-O)
One in a lifetime
I got real ones I depend on, when I'm needing a lifeline
You got demons, I don't wanna fight, man
I let them come alive in the nighttime
Set up my shop with my EPs, albums
Now my stock booms like a white line
Any old friend or old link that never had faith
Gotta watch from the sideline
I got a family home
And being at home means anywhere I'm with my family's home
My shooter don't shoot anymore
Plan A worked, I know his plan B's chrome
My corner shop's too certi
He's still got the Ribena with the sugar in
Ice cold magnums, twist that, put 'em in
If man guards me, I'm two footing him
I just stepped in my grandma's kitchen
Sun, beach through the window, everything irie
I see the brown stew chicken, the rum punch kicking
I'm blessed, all my fam stick by me
Old tings tryna spin back, blimey
I'm rare like a Mewtwo shiny
Long days made stress feel enormous
A hug from my mum, now my enemies all seem tiny (yeah)
I'm on track like Lewis
If I don't go blind on a riddim like this, then who is
I crafted this flow on the block
With illegals resting in bodily fluids
Pink Burbs for my nephew's christening
But more time we got our hoods up like druids
You can't say I never worked for this shit
Radios got hit with unlimited slewage
Hash spliff in a Vogue party
String vest, white ones, when I go carni
The most dangerous man on the planet
Are man that are broke and got no narni
So I gotta stay far from you bums
Babe look nice, when the car for you comes
I deserve to enjoy in this life
True say I did miles on the path to the sums
I'm a mic selector
Post at the newsagent, word to Dexter
Got my lineup, had to swerve my lecture
Mix and blend bars, got the perfect texture (said)
I'm a mic selector
Post at the newsagent, word to Dexter
Got my lineup, had to swerve my lecture
Mix and blend bars, got the perfect texture (yeah)
I just stepped in my grandma's kitchen
Sun, beach through the window, everything irie
I see the brown stew chicken, the rum punch kicking
I'm blessed, all my fam stick by me
Old tings tryna spin back, blimey
I'm rare like a Mewtwo shiny
Long days made stress feel enormous
A hug from my mum, now my enemies all seem tiny
I just stepped in my grandma's kitchen (granny)
Sun, beach through the window, everything irie
I see the brown stew chicken, the rum punch kicking
I'm blessed, all my fam stick by me
Old tings tryna spin back, blimey
I'm rare like a Mewtwo shiny (I'm rare)
Long days made stress feel enormous
A hug from my mum, now my enemies all seem tiny
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