Sitting at home while my brothers moving that Cali I was smoking on shisha, when I should be puffing on ammi I was moving grams, when really I wanted a Grammy I never needed anyone looking out for me like a nanny Tryna stay humble I ain’t tryna be aggy Still in the ends, linking a couple of baddies Raised by my mother I ain't got time for my daddy One love to everyone, shout my akhis Brown boy killing everything saying keep going Paki I just write what I feel whether I stay happy Use to be me, myself and we Now it’s just me, myself and I Ain’t that the irony? Whatever I show you, would you take that as the best side of me? I remember being on the road 2 recovery Being so isolated and lonely Asking God is the right thing for me And then somehow I saw the light And realised God you’re the only one guiding me Lately, I’ve been chasing my dreams, while others were chasing clout On my lonelys I’ve been tryna figure things out Like battling my depression got me to a place of doubt My smoking addiction is a deep addiction where I’m needing larger amounts & laying in my bed, sheep’s are not the only thing I count At a position of crossroads, tryna find my way out Broke times had me looking for a payout Driving my head insane, going through circles like a roundabout Honesty is the best policy so surely this is what you guys want to hear me talk about Coz I know if I fall off, I’ll be known as washed out So I hope all you are listening now So take this as a note if I die There’s certain things in my life which I can’t deny Like fucking up a good thing, and seeing her leak tears from her eye Or selling her dreams in which I couldn't fulfil nor supply Or the day she wrote to me & I never replied Whether that was due to pride or the Harsh fact that I never really wanted to say goodbye Guess it just runs in my jeans (genes) like Levi In a position where I doubt I can rectify You would take away the problems Only to add more Which caused us to divide and I was left there to multiply Now you’re in a league of your own & there’s no room for me to qualify I just hope with the choices you made, that you’re satisfied In my head, it’s like tryna work out why I got told April May leave June and then July (You lie) It’s basically something that you just can’t justify Truth hurts & lies heal but I know your hearts occupied & that’s just something I can’t get my head round Smartest thing to do is let it slide & sing myself to sleep with a lullaby
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