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  • My Story

    Dum dum dum dum dum
    Dum dum

    Friday 8 o'clock
    Me and Jason looking round on a pagan block
    We got the drop from a katty on Jason's phone
    She said she saw the two boys that tried to raid his home
    And they did to
    A big move
    They ran into my boys yard with a pistol
    Took ten grand of his stack while he stood still
    Then gun-bucked his little sister 'cause she tried to scream
    She fell down the stairs, she was laid out
    Neural damage paralysed from the waist down
    This is my right hand
    My little sister too
    So i'm a put them in a grave if I see this yute
    We circled the block twice and didn't see a sign
    Jason's kinda shaken I can see his eyes
    I'm telling him "relax when we see these guys, point blank put a bullet in between his eyes"
    I've walked into the estate but this isn't right
    I hear the wind whistle loud its a chilly night
    I'm gripping so hard on this spinner with my finger on the trigger I swear I can feel the spirits cry
    This estates called S-Block
    We lost two friends here
    Got stabbed here
    Made cash here
    Saw death here
    We near enough had a war in the ends here
    Alot of man they talk bad in there strip it takes a man to admit I was scared here
    Two of my friends lost their lives on this land that I stand on
    I'm still getting active on the guys i'm getting hands on
    I hear a noise in the distance so I run to it
    And he runs with me
    One gun with me
    Two knives on me
    So If it jams then I then I slash, stab, chef, carve and buck fifty
    And then we reach a little corner
    We can see them from an angle
    Three yutes standing
    Two were in the house but there's one set of twins
    And only one of them was there
    So whichever one it is
    Pushed his sister down the stairs
    So I hop round this bend with the metal in my hand
    Like put your hands up in the air
    You little argh
    "Which one did it?"
    The twin said nothing as expected
    So, I grabbed the weak link and made Jason take his guts out
    I still got my gun out
    So "Which one did it?"
    He slipped up and said "the one in the Nike"
    They both tried to run 'till I put one in his thigh
    Everybody's scattered
    I turned around to run
    I turned around to run to see a bag of bully vans
    This is gun police
    And they would dump on me
    So I watched the flying squad turn into the firing squad
  • Karma

    I used to wear wallabies
    I never wanted these wallabies
    Every nigga wants to be a gangster
    Every nigga wants to hold a strap
    And every nigga thinks a shank is banter
    Until you're looking at your nigga
    Breathing through a tube, like hes struggling to breath and he can't even speak or move
    And now you're thinking what the fuck did I sign up for
    Cos now you gotta ride on guys who tried to nank him up so
    The roads will get a boy changed like pampers
    Cos the handtings had the ends intense like campers
    Forensics intense, like intent to supply
    If I ever link Sergai it's intent to supply
    We had the ends on our line
    Had demand for the product we attempt to supply
    But I never had time for the shots
    Inside it like nine on the dot
    Tryna' revise for my mock
    Then the p's started to rise
    Bought a nine for the docks, paid nine on the dot
    All the times that I grind i didn't shine on my mock
    I ain't never been a fool, bro said stay in school
    If you ace your exams then you'll get paid in full
    I ain't never loved beef
    Don't listen to these dumb dons
    Wishing I could squash it I got beef that I can't run from
    Mummy knows I done wrong
    All the times I made her cry
    All that ghosting in the night like I don't even need to lie
    Let a nigga fuck with me
    Got mandem that let that pumpy squeeze
    So real, man'll try to kill you for my brothers beef
    I just keep walking them niggas they keep talking
    They'll run into a stick like them niggas were sleep walking
    I don't like to talk bro I just get so angry
    Squash it if it's verbal, but I'll kill you for my family
    Bruv I'm only 16 the streets ain't right
    Know man'll bun you for designer, I can deets your life
    The trap wasn't a plan to me, road just made me angry
    Sitting with a bag of green like what the fucks a grand to me?
    Used to watch The Bill, now I'm running for a bill
    All this running from the bill might just turn into a casualty
    Actually, the ends they might just turn you to a martyr
    Snitches tryna blah-blah, no wing like Zaha
    Trappers getting trapped by hoes turn father
    Niggas living fast and getting killed by karma
    Told you 'bout them days with Raps it was trapping
    Told you 'bout them men like I'll go Charlie for a Chaplin
    Now I'm laying down the law
    Made the lady hold the raw
    And i put it smack down i ain't talking 'bout no wrestling
    Lawyers fighting cases we ain't talking 'bout no settling
    Bruv I've been dead broke twice I had to get it in
    Let a nigga rush me trust me that'll be the death of him
    Always got the metal in my hand like its a wedding ring
    And all these different moods I've felt
    You're nuttin' with no g's like a Gucci belt
    Still I'm tryna make my p's stretch give a fuck if the beefs dead
    Raf niggas down to scrap niggas like Benitez
    Pagans had my whole ends locked by forensics
    Cos them shells flew like a spoonful of Lemsip
    And my paigans done it I ain't proud to say they done it
    At least I know now what they were saying man they meant it
  • Revenge

    They won't appreciate your ambition, nah
    They'll just love everything that can come from it
    You see risk, I run with it, you run from it
    And that's the major difference
    Even though I made money to try and make a difference
    It never made me different
    It's just funny that people love to say I'm distant
    And cry about the way I move, sitting in the same position
    You hold it there, I'll run up in your crack spot
    And really press pause on the white like polar bears
    Ricardo Quaresma, I got a load of flair
    Still go to war over a rack like Tony Blair
    You talk a lot
    I'm from Streatham Vale, that's where iron hides in cars like Autobots
    I got love from superstars in America, before I got love from guys I chilled with at the corner shop
    And that's what bothers me
    Like I was focusing on quality
    Just waiting for my time to shine while you was online tryna kill them with quantity
    Fake girls onto me
    I put 3 on my TNs and some Rocky jeans
    And now the girl's dying for a title like Apollo Creed
    That's super long, I'll tell her that I'm moving on, honestly
    I lose love for what I'm doing lots to find my passion lying in a drink like Rubicon
    This is some movie shit
    We just spank groupie chicks and give them red bottoms like I bought the girls Louboutins
    If her boyfriend comes back tryna do his job
    I'll give her baby wings like I went and drew Cupid
    On God, I am not the one
    I don't have a lot of time
    Quick decline when your label doesn't offer right
    And if your head of office isn't on my other line with Di María's wages
    Then I wouldn't even bother trying
    I ain't gotta sign deals on blind faith
    Studying Braille's the last time I touched a dotted line
    I'm 19 this year, I lost a lot of time
    I'm on the 109, I really need to get a car
    Bait face, sittin' on the tube like I went and got the Northern Line to uni in the morning for a seminar
    You remind me of Boxing Day and January
    Black Friday too, your sales are all regular
    But still you're online, stuntin' with your chain
    While you struggle to recoup what you made on your dead advance
    I don't really need to sit down with a label
    'Cause me and Jack are on our own island with Benny Scars
    I remember when I rapped in school for the love
    And my teachers never thought that it would get me far
    I remember when they said I couldn't sing
    And now Wanna Know has taken over cities like Genghis Khan
    Success is sweet, but revenge is ours
    I'm living on the edge like the house on the hills of L.A. where we stayed with our rented cars
    Our friend's yard, so I thank them
    But you can ask Jack Street, SG and Jimmy Napes if it's all luck or if there's method to my madness
    You ain't got money on your mind like the Sam song
    And me and you can't chill out, so why latch on?
    It's like we never turned the ends into a jackpot
    And had dots scattered round the side like a match box
    It's like I never turned my room into a trap spot
    And whip 40k with my piano, it's my crackpot
    I got a crazy drive, I'm afraid to fail
    And ask anyone when I was there in Maida Vale
    I done over 100 takes to make sure I played it well
    As for the love of the music and not the ends
    I ain't lookin' for respect, I'm lookin' for revenge
    I was spinnin' tracks, my Gs were fixin' cats
    I used to think that I was chillin' with some vets
    Content with your life on the block, you're a mess
    No vision
    (Final round)
    You don't have the fucking ambition
    And for me and my friends
    The only thing I need is revenge
    (Game over)
  • Fire In The Booth

    You know what time it is when you hear this right?
    Yeah, shout out Charlie always
    Let's get them fam
    Listen, I mean
    Let's get 'em Dave

    The other day someone said I was fake, I nearly lost my mind
    I'm out on a grind
    For what? I put in so much time for what?
    The fame don't impress me, I'll still get active
    Like Jet Li, I'm tryna stay balanced like ah, music is a myth
    And every song I make is getting easier to stray from the message that I bring to the table, you ain't eating if your friends ain't eating with
    Dickheads, '09 take me back
    I lost two grand last week and didn't make it back
    And teachers wonder why I don't work well
    I'm broke as hell
    The music made me known as well
    So I invested in crow and shells
    Cause where I'm from, you slip, you're getting poked as well
    So, bun General Asad, we're a bag of rebels
    This crow's got a bag of bass and you're a bag of treble
    How can I listen to a man who ain't playing when you talk about the game from the side like Gary Neville
    I'm involved, I'm on a pitch, I'm a centre mid
    I don't need to send for kids
    I'll turn up where your college or centre is
    And send you six
    You dickhead, I've let so many violations slide G
    Guys don't like me
    And now they wanna get a name and waiting with a bitch like try me, try me, try me, try me
    And watch what the outcome is
    I'm a mix between Heath Ledger and Malcolm X
    Outspoken but I don't make sense
    Cause one day it's put the knives down or put the peace signs up, the next day I'm at your home instead
    All for my pride and respect
    I bought my man a Tek
    Thameside days getting calls at like 9, it's a mess
    I put time in my craft, an hour in my coursework and nine in my bars
    You don't know about grinding my dog
    I put my life in my art
    My life on the line for my marge
    Real rap, she put life in my heart, I give nothing less
    If the truth hurts, I like being lied to
    I can't deal with issues in the ways that I would like to
    It's funny how I've always got a text to reply to
    That's why I went and got three lines, that's a Haiku
    Paranoia got me stressing, man I'm thinking that they're planning SLR, I've got a cannon
    I ain't taking photos, I'm aiming at your bros and taking shots like Tenerife
    Then I'm out the door like I just got a shot for 10 of each
    Pride will be the end of me
    I'll just lose my cool and lose a tool over petty beef
    You couldn't comprehend it G
    Life has been an F-ery
    Colour scheme's grey
    Got me questioning my God and all the times I've said grace
    Wretch Miller, I set pace
    I've ducked youths down, I had to run the same day
    Ask Serg, ask Temmy, I'm just venting on a low
    And me plus four might just turn up at your show
    Me watching in a venue, man we're leaving with your soul
    I ain't tweeting little hoes
    I need my P's to come and grow
    All these catties on the roads, in and out, they come and go
    For a month they wanna know
    So I send them to my bros
    Who gives a damn about my age, watch my energy and flow
    I give none of it to girls cause the one I have is special, like a lover and a friend to me
    You send for her, you send for me
    Let a girl try it, man a chick can catch fire like Katniss Everdeen
    No chicks can catch fire like any one of my ex girls
    Me, I couldn't breath, I needed space, that was ex hell
    How can I wish my ex well, I've still got ex hate
    Bryson Tiller I was tryna see my ex change
    I'm Scott Summers now, nothing but an ex man
    Still tryna test my brain in the A.M, that's an exam
    Then it's on to a next man, still scarred by my ex hoes
    Could show her true colours in a photo, that's an expose
    So how could you ever bad me? I had my brothers and I never had me
    How could you ever bad me?
    If I made 6 bills I gave my right hand 3, and told my brothers no snitching
    Still I, got some good friends I couldn't put in that position
    Does it mean that we're neek so we're different, cause my G's have ambition
    Past the streets we see past the image
    Cause you're the last friend by the grave of the prison hall
    And you're the first friend to tell 'em to be a criminal
    The young G just died you're wondering why
    It was you who gave him drugs and a knife, it was you
    It was you and now your pissed because he caught another case
    When you practically walked him to the gate
    Be careful who you step with
    Your gang, they were talking to your grave
    The road I'm walking is a maze, six paths like the sage
    Had me in and out of raves, with a flicker on my waist
    To give a fuck if it's winter I'll catch him slipping in the rain
    And my man thought that I was slipping on the train
    But he's pissed because I've always got a dipper or a chain
    I ain't a witness to the jakes
    I'm tryna put an image in the frame for the lyrics that I've written on the page
    The way I'm living isn't fake
    Them man wanna G check me, but can't do it to my face
    Cause I've got killers in the cage
    Show, party or a rave I bring gorillas on the stage
    There ain't a rapper or a singer in my lane, a musician in my league
    You man wouldn't believe that we've lost half our G's to jealousy and greed
    And me I think it was the weed, cause them boy there fell off
    The same guys that used to come around and eat jollof
    We're in cunch making no profit, 2 grand off of cash points making no losses
    And if they put me in a station then it's no comment, no comment, no comment
    They can keep me to the sunrise, from littering to gun crime
    The code that I live by I die by
    Man you give your life for you can get skyed by, served like a drive by
    Yah I meant drive thru like how? what? why? who?
    Take you off the map and have your mother thinking why you
    I've done so much wrong just so I can make the right move
    They're still tryna draw me out, these yout's need to sort it out
    No one believes the stuff you claimed to have done
    You're on Snapchat, I'm on Radio 1
    What don't you get about this?
    I made my mummy smile
    I took myself to uni man I made my mother proud
    You was in and out of town doing, cunch for an older, probably didn't see a pound
    You want beef I give cows, better yet I give herds
    Ask Jussy, ask Serge
    I'm the realest guy around, so bang your doors up and down
    That's when Whitemoor, Swaleside, Belmarsh, Isis, Acat, Lifeus, Skells and yea
    You know the rest innit

    Free my brothers
    Get me
    Man like Santandave
    Oi Charlie, let the beat run, let the beat run, we're gonna run into the next one fam
    Oi, shout out my brothers
    You, my friend, are an absolute beast cuz
    Man's 17 you know
    Shout out to [?] in production man
    Oi, my brothers
    Get me
    Certain rappers calling my phone already saying enough already man, enough already

    My mum, she taught me to be self sufficient
    She always said to put power in your self
    She shared her hours and and her wealth, so I could stand here and share this wisdom
    Worked 3 jobs and a little wage, from her youth to her middle age
    And that was all so I could study right and live okay
    When it was Cookham Wood and Littlehey
    I know my mum she didn't break
    Still 4:30 dinner made
    Lets talk about your system then
    Lets talk about our place in here
    Lets talk about our prisons then
    When we're so stuck in london people blind we only see the ends
    Out of 63 million, blacks only make 3 percent
    And we have no say, when you think, cause you refuse to vote
    Like Conservative policies ain't been a problem for the yutes on road
    And Rapz is doing law
    He sat down on the floor and watched it, 2 members of a jury, in a court
    Playing noughts and crosses bored as hell
    They gave him guilty in that court aswell
    Didn't focus on the case, but he's in jail I guess that all is well
    No incentive to pay attention for a jury the system didn't pay
    When most of them are bored, white, out of touch and middle-aged
    Like "What on earth's a stabbing? Oh my god I hope the kid's okay"
    "Please take him of the streets, for my children and my sister's sake"
    They don't need to see the details, cause he's young, black and guilty
    "He's got a gold tooth and a tracksuit, send him to jail he's gonna kill me"
    We feel, misrepresented
    But you chose to jump on twitter over petitions and referendums, I swear to god I'll never get this
    You, claim to be active, when I know that you won't make a change
    You'd rather go to district with some bitches and then make it rain
    I know some real real guys that own yards and never splashed on cars
    Like Atif and Wasif who are still working hard in London when they've got properties in Pakistan
    I swear that they're my inspiration
    We're the generation that's infiltrating all these different places
    And we're the generation who mould and craft how the system changes
    Black doctors, Arab judges we just need a little patience
    Nah we just need a little strength
    This isn't for the upper class, this is for everyone that lives in debt
    That mortgages and bills effect
    That work away and live in sweat
    For every single prisoner that comes home just to reoffend
    Not for any single dad that left, for every single mum instead
    For every trapstar that bangs stars and works the ends to earn some bread
    I flirt with death and cuddle life, I work this pen
    Long Lartin I work a pen
    I heard the devil cursed these ends that took my brothers, hurt my friends
    We lost our freedom and our lives
    And if you think I'm telling lies
    Right, it's a 20 minute drive and then we have a city filled with life
    Big business, flashing lights, two completely different sides
    Juxtaposed from guns and knives
    They buy some clothes we clutch a knife
    For different reasons, most for pride
    One fucking [?] in this ride, like humpty dumpty have you fried
    I hope you got money on your mind, but ours and theirs it's different types
    Tryna show you man the light (tryna show you man the light)
  • Two Birds No Stones

    I can kill two birds with no stones
    Just let life do it
    Success is in a stone's throw
    The scene's a fucking mosh pit
    I'm sitting in my own row, man are just clones though
    Copying a trend until it dies and then you go broke
    The domino effect when you ain't focused on your own dough
    And I ain't focused either
    People wanna eat but can't show me where the peas are
    Don't try it it's a no, no
    Don't bother it's a no bro
    Your future looking copper, mine is 20 carat rose gold
    It's funny how I met faith and know hope
    Music gain slow mo'
    Days I saw no growth
    But Christian doing promo
    Hail, sleet, cold snow and people wouldn't know though
    When everything was blessed
    Before we went solo
    We had mandem on the Camden like KOKO
    Dead tellin' lies, I got pride like SoHo
    I'm a tour guide on a cruise ship I'm trying to show boat
    It's actually true
    Because when you count the ground work, am I actually new?
    You like supporting your people until someone gets successful
    Because you want someone to blow until they actually do
    And then they're pop stars
    My ends still hot I slip not, I'm a rock star
    I'm on this road alone
    My bro's in the trap he got sticky fingers rolling stones
    And on the other line we've got Jack, Ben and ____
    From Canada to London
    Lawyers and gunmen
    Being by yourself can make the best of things redundant
    I feel everything and nothing man I'm empty
    I'm really on the edge so don't tempt me to pick up something lengthy
    Don't ever say I've changed
    I'm on the bus and train with my headphones every day
    You people don't rate
    The nerve to send shade
    Like I never sent a message to your brother use your brain
    Put down your blade
    Like I never took the train to Essex in the rain
    For a session on my Js, with my girl or my mates
    Like I never fucking worked for this
    When drill was the wave I made a lane and then I nurtured it
    And now you wanna talk like I never fucking deserved this shit
    Like it all came quick to me
    Like I never wrote "Picture Me"
    Half the people dissing me, ain't ever done a thing for me
    You must be raised differently
    Disrespect I didn't see I'll hate you 'til I'm dead
    I'm triple Super Saiyan when I flex
    On my pagans and my ex
    They question if I'm staying just for sex
    But I wonder what was playing in your head
    When you were laying on my bed
    I'm just saying no offense
    I'm super cool, don't be shy love
    Using me to dig for gold
    It's ironic 'cause your intentions are minor
    I don't care, I'm lonely and I'm fired up
    A twenty person guest list and some vodka on my rider
    It's weird, when you level with a person and they treat you like you're higher
    Or treat you like you're different
    She said my music's like silk, it's inspired her
    I'm more like apples, I'm inside her
    I'm lonely and nothing more
    Eight great minutes and then I'll buss like Dumbledore
    I love you for this moment
    She thinks I'm gonna dash, I'll let her link me like underscores
    Ungrateful breed, these girls always want something more
    Please don't annoy me
    I may have called you princess, I ain't treating you like royalty
    It's been less than three days why you asking for my loyalty
    Just look at what we went and done
    I could have been anyone
    This is something that I've never done
    You say that line to everyone, from 17 to 21
    You went from, a ninety day rule and a checklist
    To screaming in a pillow with some talking and a neck kiss
    You telling me that every person you connect with
    Can whisper in your ear and then just get inside your best bits
    This game's so confusing I don't know what I want from this
    A virgin before music, girls came with my accomplishments
    And now, I don't believe their praise and all their compliments
    I take my insecurities and hide them all in confidence
    I'll tell you this in confidence
    I'm young and I'm free
    But do you know how much it hurts me that they don't love me for me?
    It's crowded in our scene
    And people they just want what's hot
    That's why I'm trying to sell, see? It's a hundred degrees
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