Behind barz

I used to be the kid that no one thought would be successful But I knew I could fly like I’m drinking Red Bull Then my little brother died my mothers eyes were looking dreadful So I have to make that fire like my name was petrol Now I’m the best around Never will I rest around Tryin' be the one but everybody wants to press me down Even though I’m buzzing yo I still have the stress around I swear on my life that I will never mess around Now I’m USG brother I could scream it loud Money on my side brother trust me I could see it now Tryna be a superstar brother I could be it now Music is a long road brother I could feel it now I’m the one that everybody knows My friends say that I’ve changed everybody grows And I’m a fast little shit every bodies slow Everybody raps brother but not everybody blows I’m from the city where the brothers getting busy And the only thing that they’re ever chasing is the Lizzy Smugglers and murderers crazy with the fizzy And the brothers from the ghetto yeah the team ain’t pretty So I’m made in the UK looking for a new day Different day same shit looking for a new way Tryna get my skills on big Rooney Keep the circle tight I’m only running with the two mates Stick to the brothers that will ride for you die for you Stick to the brothers that will cry and kill a guy for you 95% of will say that they love you But when you ain’t there they’ll stab a flipping knife in you That’s why I’m tryna get away don Money is the devil that you can’t get away from Tryna be on the ball tryna get my Wayne on I ain’t a sheep but to God I’m a slave don That’s why I’m kinda lonely I see p ain’t answering calls when they phone me Music is my brother brudda money is my homie I’m feeling like a turtle moving kinda slowly I know my so called brothers getting used to me And yeah I’m still that cheeky shit that I used to be Yeah I’m still that little Geko from the block And I ain’t tryna gas or play be something that I’m not So I’m here in this life its a fight full of strife Only me and the mic every night on my grind Tryna make my pockets fat tryna make it right If I don’t the lord please take me to the sky Cah everybody reps G Devils wanna tek me How’s already met me fighting like I’m Jet Li Tryna make it safely Lord please take me Cause I’m kinda stressed and it’s feeling kinda crazy Lately running through these bait streets Cause I’m tryna make that bread like a bakery Lately and no I couldn’t care if you hate me Tryna make it safely Englands baby So I’m tryna be the one that everybody knows Tryna be the one that’s getting played on everybody’s phone Tryna be the one that’s flipping stuck in everybody’s dome Everybody raps brother but not everybody blows We at the top of the globe now it game yeah we top of the road now And I will never slow down its only me and I that roll now Look I’ve got dreams that I’m tryna make Bu I’ve gotta be patient I’ve gotta wait I’ve got a handful I pain that I’ve gotta take And I got a mind full of thoughts that I gotta say I got goosebumps thrills in my system Still living in that council house bills in my kitchen Look and listen reminiscing money that I’m missing Feeling kinda picky and my heart beat is itching Cah everyday’s a hard day growing up the hard way Hard life hard day hard nights hard pain In the wildlife I be surfing on that dark wave Living in the hood where you gotta build a dark name Cah now my fears are getting bright Now my heart is getting colder And my tears are getting dry Too much stress that I carry yeah my hair is getting white Too much lies in my ears that my ears are gonna cry