Council housin', you know how it goes
Run down estates and broken homes
Bro used to pray but he don't anymore
'Cause he give up on God, little bro lost hope
Man throw sims into mobile phones
EE, Lyca or Vodafone
Then I jump on the motorway and go to O
Like tell mum I love her if I don't come home
Council housin', you know how it goes
Run down estates and broken homes
Bro used to pray but he don't anymore
'Cause he give up on God, little bro lost hope
Man throw sims into mobile phones
EE, Lyca or Vodafone
Then I jump on the motorway and go to O
Like tell mum I love her if I don't come home
Like tell mum I love her if I don't come home
Like tell mum I love her if I don't come home
Man throw sims into mobile phones
EE, Lyca or Vodafone
Then I jump on the motorway and go to O
Like tell mum I love her if I don't come home
Trap phone ringin', that's the devil that's callin'
I answer this call like hello, good morning
Can't believe you sold me a dream and I bought it
Now I'm stressed out, wishin' that I didn't
I shoulda' knew better, now I'm feelin' like a victim
The life that you sold me was all glitz and glamour
But the life that you give me had me sittin' in prison
He sold me sun, then he gave me rain
He sold me pleasure, then he gave me pain
He sold me a life where your friends stick together
Then he gave me a life where your mates turn snake
He sold me love, then he gave me hate
He sold me freedom and gave me a cage
He sold me loyalty, then gave me betray
Then he sold me a good life and gave me a bad one
Then he sold me a good girl and gave me a bad one
But I'm cool with that, so I weren't complainin' about that one
He promised me I'm gonna be rich and racked up
All I gotta do is just stick to this trap stuff
Ten years later I'm still in this bando
Tryna get rid of all this devils dandruff
Eleven years later I'm still on a mad one
Hangin' out of ding-dong whips with handguns
Twelve years later I'm still gettin' followed by the Old Bill
They still wanna put me in handcuffs
Thirteen years later I still got money in the mattress
Still can't put it with bankers
Fourteen years later I'm still sellin' packs in the hood
And I still ain't got time for this rap stuff
Council housin', you know how it goes
Run down estates and broken homes
Bro used to pray but he don't anymore
'Cause he give up on God, little bro lost hope
Man throw sims into mobile phones
EE, Lyca or Vodafone
Then I jump on the motorway and go to O
Like tell mum I love her if I don't come home
Like tell mum I love her if I don't come home
Like tell mum I love her if I don't come home
Man throw sims into mobile phones
EE, Lyca or Vodafone
Then I jump on the motorway and go to O
Like tell mum I love her if I don't come home
Hate and anger, that's what I inherited
Shit, [?] a therapist, specialist shit
I've been through them devilish
Climbed that mountain Everest
Drop my first track and I blew what terrorists
Manifested 'til I fuck celebrities
Clean hearted, kind I'm generous
Done that with affirmations and energies
From the dirty North, we don't know about gettin' licked
Go to war, strapped up, let metal rip
Now I sell tickets, but Kane what sellin' sniff
Hammer in a sock back then I was pressin' it
How does a good man turn degenerate?
How does a happy home turn so derelict?
Can't survive off them benefits
Interests, loans, don't care what your credit is
Get you in debt send collectors threatening
She was a good mum, clothed and fed her kids
Now mum sells sex and smokes heroin
Pretty young girl, she was smart and feminine
Caught her reflection, started tremblin'
Answered the door, almost let the Devil in
Now her teeth's all rot, and she lost her melanin
Eight years old playin' wi' my bro strapped, that was way back then in '03
Twenty years deep in the street little man
Man you're chattin' to a triple OG
As I sold out twenty odd shows
In the whole of 2-23, 10K ticket sales my G
That's some heavy P, somethin' I thought that I'd never see
Ten K, that's a booking fee
Fuck a gang, it's just me and Fee
Fuck a gang, it's just me and Fee
Fuck a gang, it was me and Steve
Nightmares, I can't even sleep
Loyal, but I keep cheatin' death
I got survivor's guilt, I can't even grieve
