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