40 Doors
V.I.C
3:03Stepping through the coals guess the heat kept my feet Warm Couldn't be the same through the fire I was reborn You just wanna blow me im thinking more fission Bypass the force I know we're past The pass Like yo baggy jeans and the forces rocking this teee probably question my style like your form of stitching is different I used to question the difference like what's the problem my problem is tryna fit with the status I know I'm meant to be free I drive a ford in the summer like I know I can't drive but we're young dumb freee Tell my nigga just ride And it pays to be paid cos we're living off feels I ain't rocking these chains no more Dare me to do it like the rapper Rock the drip just because I love the patter Take the war to the stars like I'm chubacca Wrote the song in my 20s I did it better than the niggas with a plaque Released a vid I'm coming for the bafta Brap brap The fruit black ad the berry I sip on the juice They said it's not forever bitter I been living the proof Pardon the chip that's on my shoulder I'm just pacing a way My niggas couldn't picture past the today Yeah from Southampton taking south London They don't make em like me like me ask Where I come from I say bada bum bum The Nigerian slums Where my brothers can't dream cos they're what you call scum And my sis sold sex cos she never seen love Brothers still won't feel cos the streets too rough And Kids get wings cos they're never too tough Watch a mother she's tears cos she's never enough Everybody say Bada bum bum The Nigerian son making waves from a sip When I couldn't get none If I could never could never beats I just took it off feels Mumma showed me the struggle guess I'm paying those paying those bills Ain't rich no I still partake My heart beats double beats like it's past late The fakes flee real niggas never sweat though This tough skin got me stepping keep it stepping til i TIL I drive a Porsche in the summer like I know I can't drive But I'm young dumb rich (rich) Life in a glitch We can go anyplace tell her baby girl dream We ain't rocking these chains no more She said I wanna do France Book it in advance We used to fly economy but now we first class She want the pareee Told me she never been We the freshest in public we probably causing a scene Put my dad in a yard Big enough for a king Didn't think I'll remember they never gave him a thing Damn he got it hard Diamonds for all the years See him thanking the Lord that he brought me through all the fears like brap brap I heard another brother trekked the valley but died I keep the word inside my pocket just to cover my side I said my backing the weapons i don't carry the sword My Sunday morning got me thanking the lord There's money coming for these tracks so I'm paying for my brothers to see Before I done it they didn't think they could be A young embarrassed nigga spending all his hours thinking what they would say I drop the track my olders changing their ways