Road or Music?

(Is it road or music? I don't know, yeah) (I spent five years in the music, not much left of the truth be told) (I could shot to the local spenders or I could be in the booth with-) (Look) Ay, whoosh Is it road or music? I don't know, huh I've gone five years with the music, not much left if the truth be told I could shot to the local spenders or I could be in the booth with bro I could be bait doing headline shows or I could stay secret, moving Os Road or music? I can't tell Music's safer, could make paper, it's my calling and I know that well I could be top boy in the ends, but I might end up a cell I could go platinum, could stay stagnant Or I could be with the fiends and scales, huh Flashing lights, I got business meetings, tell mum I won't be back by nine I can't get home cos I'm trapped in time It's hard tryna live my life cos I wan take off, wanna catch some flights We're awake til the crack of dawn Bro's tryna weigh up the crack by eye Same time, tryna write some lines cos I can't do nothing for my whole life I had a dream that I shut down stages, shoot for the stars, tryna reach that sky I spit bars for the peace of mind but it's demon time when the g's wan glide Jesus Christ, gotta make a decision Do I shot riddims, or dark and light The cat's been calling But I'm in the booth recording Do I give my heart to the road life, or do I spend all my time on an organ Music's popping, but my guy's in the T house getting them rocks in Is it white I'm shotting or charts I'm topping? I can't pick which option Is it road or music? I don't know, huh I've gone five years with the music, not much left if the truth be told I could shot to the local spenders or I could be in the booth with bro I could be bait doing headline shows or I could stay secret, moving Os Road or music? I can't tell Music's safer, could make paper, it's my calling and I know that well I could be top boy in the ends, but I might end up a cell I could go platinum, could stay stagnant Or I could be with the fiends and scales Look, it's not easy to me, phone line pinging E and and a E My GG, I been knees deep in the streets But same time I'm elite with the beats Did my GCSEs, next week in the T, in O when I had no reason to be For the guys, I'll be with the heat If you're beefing with bro then you're beefing with me And that's just how it be, the streets get rough but I can't escape it I wanna blow in the music, but I can't get thrown in a station Free all the guys that are already locked up In and out, in the same rotation I'm tryna fly out and go vacation, I been stuck in the same location What am I saying? I don't know what to do but I'm praying Music's loading, and I been waiting, but the trap's there and it's ripe for the taking What am I thinking? (What am I doing?) I got options but I'm frustrated Cah the Gs in the ends make payments But same time, I'm tryna hit playlists Is it road or music? I don't know, huh I've gone five years with the music, not much left if the truth be told I could shot to the local spenders or I could be in the booth with bro I could be bait doing headline shows or I could stay secret, moving Os Road or music? I can't tell Music's safer, could make paper, it's my calling and I know that well I could be top boy in the ends, but I might end up a cell I could go platinum, could stay stagnant Or I could be with the fiends and scales