(Jaiah, let me look in)
(1-6, 1-6)
My dad probably thought I’d be a doctor
Ended up as a shotter
My mum wanted me to be a lawyer
But I ain’t nothing like Proctor
She was with me eating Morley’s
But now we eat lobster
She found bells with a shh in her crib
She thought I was a pop star
My dad probably thought I’d be a doctor
Ended up as a shotter
Mum wanted me to be a lawyer
But I ain’t nothing like Proctor
She was with me eating Morley’s
But now we eat lobster
She found bells with a shh in her crib
She thought I was a pop star
I got youngers older than me (Facts)
How can I not be a boss (How?)
Whether my block or the BBC
I was top of the pops
Them man thought she was linking me
But that was one of the crops (It was)
Now they wanna f#ck with the winning team (For real)
Now they see us in the shops
Thank God rap saved me before I saw the can
I remember P B Ricks made me bore a man
Nine years deep, I hope they don’t get bored of man
They see the pop sh#t, but there’s more to man
South London, Mum always said don’t hang with the gunmen
Little did she know I was breaking down onions
Little did she know what we had in the function
Thank God Barry went and signed me, I’m not done yet
My dad probably thought I’d be a doctor
Ended up as a shotter
My mum wanted me to be a lawyer
But I ain’t nothing like Proctor
She was with me eating Morley’s
But now we eat lobster
She found bells with a shh in her crib
She thought I was a pop star
My dad probably thought I’d be a doctor
Ended up as a shotter
Mum wanted me to be a lawyer
But I ain’t nothing like Proctor
She was with me eating Morley’s
But now we eat lobster
She found bells with a shh in her crib
She thought I was a pop star
When I said my darg works in a bank
I didn’t tell ’em he robbed it
She saw a stack and said “Jesus Christ!”
A hunnid bands in profit
First time I bust it I felt sensations
I got the ting of whotsit
When I got on I brought all my mandem
That’s real-life boss sh#t
They musta thought I’m just a bestie don
Sold coke, now I got a Pepsi on
Yeah, my old bae roots are from Lebanon
You know my ting different echelon
You know man still comfy
I made half a M and I put on the young Gs
Building the credits, I’ll pay it off monthly
Tryna get a yard with a pool for the mumsie
You know lifestyle lovely
My dad probably thought I’d be a doctor
Ended up as a shotter
My mum wanted me to be a lawyer
But I ain’t nothing like Proctor
She was with me eating Morley’s
But now we eat lobster
She found bells with a shh in her crib
She thought I was a pop star
My dad probably thought I’d be a doctor
Ended up as a shotter
Mum wanted me to be a lawyer
But I ain’t nothing like Proctor
She was with me eating Morley’s
But now we eat lobster
She found bells with a shh in her crib
She thought I was a pop star
(Jaiah, let me look in)
(1-6, 1-6)
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