[Hook: Ard Adz]
Don't rely on a man
Hustle on your ones, not with five other man
What have I become?
Devil to the Lord, but an angel to my son like
[Verse 1: Adz]
I get the cash and make the cash flip, Astaghfirullah
I got my mash in this Masjid I'm doing salah
I get cash and I don't splash out on Louis Vuitton
Mama told me use your brain, don't you lose your iman
Mum I hear that, swear to God I hear you
I've looked my demons in the face and told 'em I don't fear you
Breaking all these boxes till the day I get a breakthrough
Love don't live here but them snakes do, you dig that
You think you're real but I see through your heart's denial
I done ran through the pain, now it's hard to smile
About you do road, you're mileage on half a mile
My bruddas do road, mileage gone half a mill
It's like they rap now, they soon turn to pop though
When my strap bangs, the only time I pop though
I like gyal who can rock without Ciroc though
Shot these rocks then I'm off to Maroc though
What have I become?
What have I become?
What have I become?
What have I become?
[Hook: Ard Adz]
Don't rely on a man
Hustle on your ones, not with five other man
What have I become?
Devil to Allah, but an angel to my son
[Verse 2: Ard Adz]
'016, I spent the year stackin'
You was in the club, you spent your year dabbing
I'm from a place where there's bare stabbings
If she's dirty, don't you bareback it
f** the winter, I got bare jackets
Smokin' weed got me lean like a pair of brackets
I'm gettin' mad love, but I'm thinking "f** it all"
You've had bad luck, I've never had luck at all ...
f** the feds, they're tryna take me for some hostage
Got me sittin' in the station in my boxers
'member as a young'un I, first popped a AC
Mummy found out, gave me beats like she's JC
What's the matter mum? I'm, tryna get in more bread
Mummy clapped me like "Why you sh**tin' on your doorstep?"
Thinkin' 'bout my bruddas and I'm wishin' that no more dead
Or we dishin' out some more lead
What have I become?
What have I become?
What have I become?
What have I become?
[Hook: Ard Adz]
Don't rely on a man
Hustle on your ones, not with five other man
What have I become?
Devil to Allah, but an angel to my son
[Verse 3: Ard Adz]
Movie in the 'ood still, tryna dodge the camera
Middle of the Brikky so I'm holding on this Caliber
Everyting's fishy in the Brikky like some calamar
I was always guilty but I never told the barrister, you dig that
They ain't world cla**, dem boy amateur
I'm on my ones but my weapon's in the pa**enger
Ten years in and out of stations
By now the feds know I won't give a statement
I've done dirt, mashed works, I ain't proud of my sin
My brudda said he got me, I ain't doubting a thing
I told Raggy that he'll always have a visitor
I've never snitched, you can ask my solicitor
They bucked him, s**ed him, lipo
When they bucked him and s**ed him his life froze
What's that? £375 on your chain?
Get this .357 to your brain for your white gold
What have I become?
What have I become?
What have I become?
What have I become?
[Hook: Ard Adz]
Don't rely on a man
Hustle on your ones, not with five other man
What have I become?
Devil to Allah, but an angel to my son