Iight, boom
So much has changed in the last year and I'm still adjusting
I never felt like a f**boy but when I look back man I must've been
Cuz me I weren't chasing a dream, I was working the 9 to 5 for some pricks and like
They couldn't care about me
I was just another person to give a payslip
That 33.3 percent cycle of work, music and doing road but like
Work ain't sh** and I can't do road for the rest of my life and I shoulda known because
Me and my boy can do grimey sh**
And that night he'd be kipping
But it's like my conscience, it would keep me awake
And that's how I know we different
You see look
Me, I've been around road yutes
And they love talking 'bout road road
And me I've been around trap yutes
And they love talking 'bout trap trap
And I don't love road like those road yutes
And I can't trap like those trap yutes
Ain't no soft sh**, I just know who I am
The same way them n***as can't rap like man
But music I know that I do love so look
Imma go chase me a dream
Imma give it everything that I got
If it don't work imma do road, it'll be what it be
Anyway you know the build-up
So now I drop 's*ut' and get a bit of attention
But I ain't used to this Twitter sh**
He's teaching me how to reply to mentions
Like don't reply to that chick
Don't reply to that b**h
He's a troll he chat sh**
Nah I never knew about this
I just know about bars I just know I wanna spit
But anyway look I'm in my motion
Video after video and sh**'s going well look I'm in my motion
Giving the game so much emotion
But
They say when you start doing well people start changing
I can have a hundred phone calls, but only one conversation
There's only one road to riches
There's only one way to make it, see
Everybody fame-chasing but
They didn't wanna trade places with me
And now they wanna trade places with me
But I need this and I breathe this, me
Yeah this is me
A hundred phone calls but one conversation
Iight, that sh** might make no sense iight let me explain
Now everybody wanna question the kid
And them hugs turn into open hands it's like
Ninety-nine phone calls to ask for a favour, one phone call to ask how I am
Now everybody wanna put on events and tell me how I can be the hardest
And wow look
Out of the blue it's mad look, everybody knows how to manage a artist
They talk to me like I'm a business plan
But I don't want this man I need this, my
Backup plan is jail or a dead-end job
I swear to you man I need this and
I ain't in this ting just for the money
It's all I got, no funny sh**
Like rudeboy this is my life on the line
And my life is not your money flip
So I beg you don't take my ting for joke, cuh
My life this ting done ain't funny
See I look around and see bare sprinters but
Me I'm trained for the marathon
So of course I'm sticking around
I can't get a 9 to 5 doing the deadest shifts
I'll be writing bars all over man's notes
And getting fired for not selling sh**
And like now they call me a story-teller
Are you f**ing stupid?
Just because I don't tell you lies about trap don't mean you can categorise me as that
That ain't 'a' story, that's 'my' story
And this sh** it might not be known to you
But a real artist [?] story, what man is supposed to do
But that ain't even most reckless ting
I be up every night on a restless ting, I'm
Really tryna get rid of tickets
But they're phoning me like "Can you get man in?" oh
When it's somebody that you know it's a no but for Bryson Tiller you be waiting by the phone no show, see
I won't complain but know when I buss don't say you supported from before
But know that I'm grateful for every view that I've had
Cuz I remember getting a thousand views on YouTube and being ga**ed
You see I'm overwhelmed and I'm grateful
But I burnt bridges of the wasteful
Who would snap girls bringing bottles to the table
But they never bring nothing to the table
But
They say when you start doing well people start changing
I can have a hundred phone calls, but only one conversation
There's only one road to riches
There's only one way to make it, see
Everybody fame-chasing but
They didn't wanna trade places with me
And now they wanna trade places with me
But I need this and I breathe this, this is me
Yeah this is me
Maybe I learnt too late
I got a candle that I'm really tryna burn two ways
And now they say I'm not grime man I get it cuz I don't do sh** in a commercial way
And normally if I get nicked I'm like 'calm, just another night in a station'
But the last time I got nicked
I was like 'man I'm f**ing up man's situation
Which I can't do, are you dumb
Only gotta learn once
Because if my words can change the world
Then why the f** am I biting my tongue
And I swear if you ask me for a pic, word I won't say no
Because I remember being that same yute that you would ask to take the pic on the phone, no sh**
Now they're saying that a n***a sk**ed cuz I'm taking about sh** that's really real
You see look
They're satisfied if they give you a hook
But I'm satisfied when I give a n***a thrills, no chill
This is what I'm talking about
I get pa**ionate when I'm talking about
My life, see
Music I need this ting
And that feeling in your chest, I'm talking about
So no
I won't go back to the roads them
Getting back to the road
Do another wrong sh** for the right reason
But for the right reason man would get [?]
There's no more kitchen knives in the house
Big red hair in the back of the coat
Grabbing a car and driving past feds
Getting that lump in the back of my throat, see no
I ain't going out like that
I'm Cadet
I know I ain't born that way
So plan A's to be a f**ing legend
And plan B is man's plan A
You see this, is my sunset in Paris
I won't stop until I own the game
Like as much MCs as you want
Me and them yutes we are not the same
Man, I'm different
They say when you start doing well people start changing
I can have a hundred phone calls, but only one conversation
There's only one road to riches
There's only one way to make it
Everybody fame-chasing but
They didn't wanna trade places with me, uh
And now they wanna trade places with me
But I need this and I breathe this, this is me
Yeah this is me, uh
Yeah this is me