Letter To My Craft

Man I love it here Do something you love And watch em disappear If they don't see your vision Get ones who see it clear Never thought that I would do music Think I'm dreaming lucid From the same hood where Dizzy Started doing music Some thought I was stupid Like I don't see their bullshit Doubts doubts doubts It's all clout now Learnt a lot from seeing Flippa get a buss down How they hating on my jigga cuz he's up now From council flats to Ap's we touchdown Bro was in the slammer Now he's flying out to Cape Town Nearly shed a tear to see him live it up now I think I'm nice now Getting better with my hooks like Pacquiao I just creep through the night like a night out Fucked your Mrs in the past Started with a massage I know it bites you You just gotta see it through like a pass Gliding through the mountains in the middle France I was really on my Js never needed a cast The one who broke my heart is now seeking a chance What a trance Before Covid my guys were rich of a mask In my hood I'm the one who never need to blast Didn't have to prove my self I had a bigger demand My hood needs therapy seeing lum in a cast 12 years later we're still grieving he passed Pour a lil drink in the bench in the park Let me tell you what I keep in the dark Seeing my mother breakdown When my bro got indited Niggas still try ask me if I ain't riding You ain't in a broken home pussy what you fighting Got more heart than these neeks I ain't lying When bro was in the can they use to scream free Kombat Couldn't roll in peace had me feeling like Kodak Shit was all sweet when they really free'd Kombat Bro hit a lick then they really dipped Kombat Truth of the matter now who's really got Kombat F*ck the personals lesson learnt just have your own back I do what most fear and stay grounded to peers Don't judge a woman by the way that she appears I'm just thankful for being here If you knew what I come from The pain that I was under Life before London Abuse when I was younger Struggle in abundance I was Made to feel redundant We don't share the same hunger I ain't worried about numbers Calling this a letter to my past Nah f*ck it It's a letter to my craft Those who really know me know me I'm thankful for my homies Listen to me closely This my rap matrimony Weren't devoted to the roads But respect that I ain't phoney Bitches changing on me Niggas changing on me Moral of the story To be real ain't mandatory Still screaming f*ck Tories Stay grinding like Tony If I did wrong then you probably deserve it Sorry to the girls that really thought I was perfect Hope that I was worth it I'm really imperfect So many baddies you'd think I'm a surgeon Been making music for a year now Ima switch up the gear now What am coming with now can't be covered in doubt We just want large amounts In all different accounts Feel no ways made me proud There's too many to shout Gotta find a way out I'll keep looking for routes We can go round for round I believe in my sound They can try knock my Crown I guess I'm too profound I guess I'm too profound Gotta find a way out I'll keep looking for routes Jair we out Peace