Stepped in the garden
Zute in my left hand
Wine in my right
Those that ain't got green got car keys
Dipping in bags all night
It's a UK thing where it's lean and bop
No lean and sprite
We hide in a Hyde Park shubs
A place where the sun don't shine
DJ's mixing breaks in the rave
Garden spot for a break from the rave
Two thirds guys in old Nike jumpers
But it ain't MJ in the rave
Two thirds girls in all white jumpsuits
But they ain't skydiving to the rave
Gun fingers for the drop
Wheel it up if you're feeling brave
No one's got p that's standard
Overdrafts gonna pay for the madness
Don't check your account in the morning
Or you'll start your day with the sadness
Smile for the camera, wait for the caption
Back to the basement, far from a mansion
Mc's wanna touch mic like Jackson
Gassed if the crowd starts skanking
Next day longed off uni didn't go sleep till five
Why would I go to the lecture
When the whole things online?
Just wanna chill play Fifa
Don't wanna go outside
Need a Full English and a cuppa
Then I might feel alright
Now I start my day
Tryna get paid from the bars I spray
Spat a sixteen and they gave me an eighth
It's all safe till the bills ain't paid
It's all calm till your fam's got qualms
And the landlords asking for half in advance
Part-time cos your heart's in your art
Hard grind like an ass in a dance
I don't wanna be another mc gone fast
Tell em if you want it with me come hard
Yellow with a devilish scheme and a tea from yard
Wait till we see what's ours
Wait till we see what's next
I stay two steps ahead like chess
Mind-state, kill it with no contest
Hydrate, then I relieve that stress
YUS
Stare deep in the night sky
Search for the peace like a Buddhist in a drive-by
Learnt that the key was to breathe then I started to see
Meantime interns crafting a beat
Lost on a raft in a sea where the waves are the words
And the sharks are the scene
.003 for a stream, either that or you go mainstream
Been on this since 2018
And I'm still not sure when they're gonna pay me
Tell them they can't replace me
Tell them they can't replace me
Saying RIP to the VILLAIN
He taught me the words mean more than the image
Don't pay mind to the numbers
Those tunes blow but the real don't feel em
I learnt that ain't shit funny
When Otis told them to pay me in money
This is the life that we live
And I ride with a gift that is far from lucky
But I'm sure that I'll get there in time
Every bar that I write is a fall and a climb
I could tell you my life in a line
Like a crackhead abusing the white
It's not usually nice
Still, I'm rolling the dice
Not sure if I'll like what I find
When I enter my mind
So admire this entry of mine
Just an MC
M.T.M.I