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