作词 : Chip/Skepta/Young Adz 作曲 : Chip/Skepta/Young Adz 制作人 : Sevaqk Yeah They ain't never took so much d**gs as me As who Shh Young n***a I was broke had to rely on the school for lunch Fast forward five years sending young'uns to cunch The jakes told me that it was one of you out of the bunch And I eat that p***y she just serve filet mignon Love triangle I call that a pyramid boy Shotgun shots to the head just like I'm a Ritalin boy Yeah and she told me that I'm pretty so I feel like Floyd She ain't never took a pill on first flight get you void I told bae to give me time yeah Ten stacks on therapy because I'm traumatised I told bae that I need time yeah Ten stacks on therapy because I'm traumatised I'm close to the edge so please don't push me please don't give me a reason Where I'm from you catch a body that's an achievement Told my young G you can't be broke another season Gotta wrap them things burn the cling you have to seal them 'Cause if they burst in your belly we're gonna have to carry you in a hearse to get buried Born into the greaze man it's a curse boy it's tekky Keep my eye on the Ps nah we ain't flirting with no Jezzys Free my n***as in the cells Moss Side to Lozells This guys like Pimpernel crack in their fingernails They put the food in the street we just tryna hit the sales F**k the jakes stay on my wave man I'm feeling like Bigavel I told bae to give me time yeah Ten stacks on therapy because I'm traumatised I told bae that I need time yeah Ten stacks on therapy because I'm traumatised Primary school days we would play stuck in the mud And now my friends are trapping just tryna get out of the mud Starter packfood in the Persil bag scales and some gloves I wasn't funded by no label I was funded with d**gs I know the struggle I know the dargs who really bark I know the muzzles Can't let your environment trap your mind gotta clock the puzzle I know n***as who are down but up I know n***as who are up but down Getting money don't end these struggles Things on the brain but I don't complain more time just hibernate and smoke w**d Gyally wanna blow me off I blow trees tell 'em fall back I'm working on me Late nights when I think 'bout s**t that I've been through and the things that's I've seen Chatting to A about PTSD long before you heard the CD I told bae to give me time yeah Ten stacks on therapy because I'm traumatised I told bae that I need time yeah Ten stacks on therapy because I'm traumatised I pray at night like 'heavenly father can you help me' All this w**d and all this liquor so unhealthy Ain't feeling myself but fans still want a selfie They can't read me like a book and they can't shelve me