Bread

[Pre-Chorus]
So lucky that I stay low
Praying every night above my head there is a halo
And I always gonna take notes
And just know that I’m greatful
Even if I know That never was an angel
And now I’m getting bread like them pesos

[Chorus]
Yeah, keep bouncing (bounce)
Pum-pum can move mountains
Do do do it on the low So I’m praying and I hopefully
We’ll find away to move round it
Yeah, keep bouncing (bounce)
Pum- pum can move mountains
Moving from a hole, so I gotta get it known
Prove to youths who been doubting

[verse 1]
I been running from a lifestyle
Living in a city try to kill me with a knife out
Poor kid never fit in with a nice crowd
Drinking in the dark like I’m missing when the lights out
So cold all strangers
Soho no favours
Ring ring now they knocking for the neighbours
Bring the whole force now they knocking with a taser
Yeah, I just wanted respect
Might get a little ink and put a gun on my chest
Murray with the racket so I’m one of the best
Living in a house that’s covered in threats
But it could never change I’m always numbing the pain
Can never solve a problem if I’m running away
Postcode lotto it’s the numbers they play
So listen to a man who’s gonna study the game

[Pre-Chorus]
So lucky that I stay low
Praying every night above my head there is a halo
And I always gonna take notes
And just know that I’m greatful
Even if I know That never was an angel
And now I’m getting bread like them pesos

[Chorus]
Yeah, keep bouncing (bounce)
Pum-pum can move mountains
Do do do it on the low So I’m praying and I hopefully
We’ll find away to move round it
Yeah, keep bouncing (bounce)
Pum- pum can move mountains
Moving from a hole, so I gotta get it known
Prove to youths who been doubting

[Verse 2]
Never have a life line mr night owl so fowl in the night time
Never seen a bright sight, nostalgia is a drug that got me thinking it’s a high life
So cold so dangerous
These streets they made us
Now I’m living in the story flipping Tory like I should’ve been flipping through the pages
And I know it’s never painless
Looking at the colours which they paint us
Maybe living well is only for the rich and famous
Maybe that the way I live is dangerous
And no body that was down to roll
Would ever try to run their mouth like they’re al Capone
Trust nobody just a house and home
Couple freaks in the street that are down the road

[Pre-Chorus]
So lucky that I stay low
Praying every night above my head there is a halo
And I always gonna take notes
And just know that I’m greatful
Even if I know That never was an angel
And now I’m getting bread like them pesos