The Story

[Verse 1]
Like young boy outta London and at first I knew nothing but these days I'm kinda figured out
Alta Street apartments I was sleeping on the couch, now at T's yard, and I'm still sleeping on the couch
But it's different

Tryna be a star and keep focused like my whip
I'm tryna get my P's just to cop myself a crib
I set myself a goal I couldn't let my vision slip
And I ain't Gerrard, never fumble on the pitch, I keep it real

Yet to make a mil, I been tryna get my mind right
Tryna flip these pills, I'm just tryna build connections like an ant up on a hill
It didn't really feel right, that's why I left the deal

I went from mopeds and the pedal bikes
Mistakes were rightly rectified
And now I live a better life with family chilling by my side

A long way from where we parted
And yet my story's barely started

[Verse 2]
It was baggies now it's boxes, they used to catch me often
Now I switched my stance, catch me having meetings in the office
It was roadmen, but now it's MDMA
And all my brothers here today 'cause a ticket came their way

We can rep it on our chest, says Mandem on our vest
I'mma back it to the grave, 'cause we're different to the rest
They done put me to the test and I made it through
We onto better now we left the fucking cage of blue

[Interlude]
Yo, it's SK
Grrrrr
Ha-ha (Fuck off)

[Verse 3]
It's Sparky Kane I've earned my right to talk my shit (facts)
I'm shooting shots I don't care who you rolling with (nah, nah)
I make it hit hit, and I never miss (no way)
I make it click click, now your head been hit

10-MDM, I'll run you round the block though
Paleto ghost town, like where them dons go? (Where are they?)
A six-man hit squad, we dropping po-po
T and Matt, them boys a combo (A-ha)

Four man deep in the back of the coupe in a race he a full speed sender huh
Come through talking that shit, Imma spin that jaw like a real eastender huh
Young boy, I was bare rude at the start, talk shit like a young offender huh
Pulled up, swerving that car like VDM now we stuck in a fender nah (shhh)

If I speak I'm in trouble
I came with 10 Gs I left with double
I push you off the track, that's my bubble (Hmmm)
I ain't with stunting, I keep it subtle (I do)

One cherry berry, nah I need a couple (One or more)
Yeah I'm off the Hayes, I'm feeling like the rubble
Couple man that I think I need to humble
Say it with your chest my boy there is no need to mumble

Why you whisper? Please don't take the piss my boy
Don't make me call my hitter
Used to be a little fish but now I'm getting bigger
If I get your girl involved she reaching for my zipper
Used to hesitate but nowadays I just pull the trigger (Grrrrr)

[Outro]
Huh
SK
What?
Ha-ha