When I was sky not many of you wanted to see me fall I had one big ego, but I was small I thought I was the man, telling what to do When really they were just using me including my too So look who's laughing now because it definitely me Due to all my fuckery my had to lower my fee With all the money I owe out, I own me another key Instead I sold the house I in 'cause I was working for free My friends were looking at me for help when I help myself And labelled me a no one when the label put me on it's I eating properly and they could see I wasn't well Still all they seemed to about was my wealth my health See the Tinnitus thing I have, has always put me through Too busy out for others and not thinking about myself I'm rich and paranoid, who else is tryna' fuck with my Who else is making up for another story to sell? Yo, my BM like two stories on me for like 30K My TM was doing dirty on me like almost day Right under my nose, I would never have known So thank fuck that I'm and I went through his phone Fuck I see a text to his They nearly my life Thinking how's all information getting printed overnight? No lie, no lie I it's in black and white And though it's in The Times it's still a big bag of shite! I blame myself for ignorant and opening up But when you're stuck in this industry, you know who to trust I'm screaming where is the 'Cause on the flip side, on my life In the streets I opened you up like that, Mumma we ain't going out like that One day I'ma catch him outside ah, how dat? You know that When Pops used to I should've listened Now I bet he's up there grinning just 'cause I fight back I remember the times I used to steal bare weed from your And pocket any loose change you left lying around the I'd do anything to spend a couple seconds him alive Instead I'm just with a memory of him dead on the couch Forever putting pieces together tryna' shit out Imagine I was more than puzzled, having to give you mouth to My lord there was dry all down your face I will forget the taste, tryna' save the man of the house say 'home is where the heart is' Well my one was on the Mum's got her own key but she prefers it where we Queen of the hood, must feel good Couldn't afford to buy me trainers now she's cleaning up my she's cleaning up the flat She be the plaques She ain't worried about no bailiffs now her baby's tax When the press are talking trash, know that it ain't Why would I smash my own gaff up when my are in the back I'd be mad if I sat here tryna' justify article I've already been chewed up and out into little particles though I'm sensitive and a softy at heart All I hear is 'rip them apart 'cause there ain't as hard as you' Easily antagonised, I hear a bag of lies Everyone's got a past, only difference is glamorised Talk about being terrorised, like say I'm gonna back Your favourite artist now out as my support act The scene was way needier, way social media we used to turn to radio just to make our lives easier Check my I sold out bare yo tried to brand me urban So I climbed outta the hole I kicked the door and left it open for the rest I platinum three times, so how am I still in debt? 700K on the first, 500 on the you sign a shitty deal fam What else do you Oi Stormzy you the guy now, I've fucked with Skep' I writ my 32 the first time I heard Wretch I got a chip on my shoulder about who's the best But I beg tell Drizzy I'm packing something fresh I got as far as I am going HAM as I can So for me going jail really part of the plan I a long way from getting chased down in that Megane So imagine man like me, in the can They say I'm too headed, and one day I'm gonna learn Never thought I would be sat selling signatures for burn Oi Akhi are you It really matter about who you are on the outside or if your wrist is glistening In here, get hung up to dry for moving wet The only time I'm talking shit, when I'm up my tech Ay so the KG's you have, wrapped around your neck Here all matters is the KG's you're pushing on your chest My told me keep my head down, stay quiet How the fuck's that work when [?] got man on a diet? Thinking now I'm at my lowest, can only get better Them man run up in my cell and try leave in my sweater Now I'm here and I got a on my head top, uh Well I'ma double that just get the head top From and steak, to yam and noodles and tuna Thursday's cantine, couldn't come any Sitting in my cell wishing that it could be way No charger for the tizzy so I even call you Oi, get and lay down I come back to play around Even though I was excluded, this industry's my playground