Where Are You?

[Verse 1] It's been a journey but I'm coping I picked my boy up from prison today, I came home and wrote this I disappear on my goals shit But when I drop, you know it's dope shit Yeah, listening to Wiz while I blow kush Playing lucky dip with all these lighties in my phone book I need to chill with the fucking and fucking focus Show my country I ain't joking, yeah I stay down for my dargs, they know I got them Torn between Hollywood and Tottenham And tell the people that done me dirty Revenge is sweet, see I ain't diabetic nor forgot them So tell the rap game I want my throne this year I got new shit, no one can't own this year You see my lyric book? Don't push your nose in there I stay busy with it, every line's coke in there, yeah So what? You don't like the look on me? But that'll probably be the look on you When them people that you put on don't poop on you If that hurt then you know it's true, good I hope you feel it, take it in, wheel it Black and white world and true colours keep revealing You grow with some and you grow apart from others Well, some things are better off leaving and not redeeming, yeah [Verse 2] I lost my V at 14, my little sister's 17 now Definitely things I hope she never learnt from me now And these days for my future I've been faring But nothing lasts forever, see we learnt that from our parents I've had a dose of heartbreak, I don't need another My EP's my kid and studio's my babymother If you can understand that, then get under the cover As long as I got a rubber See, I be like the good guy in me is tryna talk, but I ain't listening I keep faith knowing when you're faithful, you're the victim Girls want dick just cuh I'm good with the diction I've got a fucking addiction, it's a fucking addition I need a shrink, I need my ink Yo, where's that Hennessy? I need a drink I picture it, make it happen, I just live out what I think They tell me I'm gonna do it, I feel it, I'm on the brink, going in Who's hot and who's not? You can done with the talk Probably catch hater AIDS if I could fuck what you thought Tell Team Chip I'm coming, they wanna see me on tour I'm tryna do it again just how I done it before You see, the things I've been through blud, I should roll two blunts Last winter, buried two loved ones in two months Gripping on the pen while I'm crashing in life It's like we only come together when somebody dies, for real