No Balamory

I got brothers on road like pigeons They just after the bread And I know they won't rest till the stack come fat like Rick Ross So when they be blowin' money fast i'm getting pissed off 'Cause we gotta stay humble and we're still in the jungle And I gotta first know my square foot before I splash four on Dsquared I gotta take care of my family and all of the people around me Before we chop this bread so recklessly like we don't even care Moretime I don't even care if we're rich but I don't wanna end up poor So we ain't gotta do no shit no more Make enough to leave them estates and courts 'Cause I don't wanna end up on ITV or end up in court No time to stop and talk Grind then we grind some more How many man had their headtop screwed but still gotta carry the tool And mummy didn't raise no fool Bare man wanna be livin' like Mitch I remember how it ended And I don't wanna end up dead on a strip hence why I repented Yeah Most of my guys are in uni or working And we walk got hustles on the side like mother like son that's where I get my hunger and drive Successful caterer for hours on her two feet standing Like Serena she keeps on serving Head front she told me eyes on the prize blink once or twice you might lose sight That ain't no lie I seen it happen with my very own eyes It's like ever since secondary life took a left turn and sped up by seventy All Tryna get this guap and pattern a career by twenty Work for twenty retire at forty I ain't Tryna work till I'm sixty Most people die in their eighties But I'm young and black inna London So it's God's grace of I make it to thirty Running through thoughts so quickly you would think I was smoking on cookie Moretime I don't even smoke this music ting be my therapy I tell my people less talking more grinding but they all wanna talk all day like they on Loose women but half of them listening Still drop 'em bars if they ain't got the signal let 'em know I'm delivering No emotion my poker face don't give much away like Barcelona in possession Girls get pissed when I don't open up They all wanna know what's the story But I can't move too loose we grew up in Hackney not balamory Yeah