Old Soul

They ask me where I'm taking this, I tell them you tell me Comfy in the booth, it took a while to find my feet And I've been going hard from the start, shit don't come for free I do it for myself, cause I don't need no severed dreams I was lost at 17, mummies kitchen and my weed I took a big look in the mirror, I clocked I was a different breed A different breed to them, type to flop twice and still try again I'll ride for them when I can't even go and just confide in friends P's speaking his mind again, and when I speak my mind Zero cap and nothing but facts and the rhymes intense Say my attitudes nasty got a major stench I guess I wasn't made for them, relate if you grew in the trench (real) And if you can't hear, you must feel when I was stressed I used to kick back and bill, I took time just to heal Healed up, packs were getting sealed up I told my mum i wouldn't deal drugs and that deal stuck I stuck to it, back to it, I'm still getting bread Chose my own route, I wasn't hearing what the others said When them times were dark, I hid my tears, still a couple shed I guess we grew up crazy huh?, no one ever made me nah battle with depression, so it's played a part Tryna pave my way and really take it far I'm made for this times when we struggle we get major lit Now my outfits cost me 5 bills, broski take a pic 23, yeah I got a old soul, got a old soul flow The way I flow so cold, look into my eyes and the things they won't know Trying to hide this pain but this feeling won't go Da Realist don't blow, watch the way it unfolds Time's the essence, first impressions keep my business so close Dealing with a different in my grind and go ghost Got the gift of the gab but I don't want to showboat I barely shed tears for nan and grandad I'll cry though Only feel at peace when I'm in a whole different time zone I ain't taking baby steps, risk taker and that's how I roll How you gonna judge me for going back to what I know That's working or hitting them, how I'm moving be different On my paper chase, f*ck early graves or imprisonment Me and broski flip a package, the profits are splitting them I've been having deep chats and I'm talking bout bigger things And it's deeper than rap, blocks full of crackheads and trappers I've been working with a purpose, my future what matters You gon' feel it in your heart when you gon' have your dreams shattered So don't talk about your plans there's evil eye and backstabbers They told me calm down, what am I calming down for And if there's money to be made, I work through downpour I know that they're fucking with my sound, they say my sound raw I feel it for the fam, I know that they need me around more 23, yeah I got a old soul, got a old soul flow The way I flow so cold, look into my eyes and the things they won't know Trying to hide this pain but this feeling won't go Da Realist don't blow, watch the way it unfolds Time's the essence, first impressions keep my business so close Dealing with a different in my grind and go ghost Got the gift of the gab but I don't want to showboat