mayday (uk) - 4 tracksuits lyrics
same 4 tracksuits last 2 years
4 friends dead in the last 2 years
hope i’m alive in the next 2 years
wanna live life in the next 2 years
can’t be in this place anymore
it’s pure pain and more
night time walks, awful thoughts
settling scores, waging wars
j’s down south big c’s overseas
rest of the mandem are dead so where does that leave me?
out here fending for myself it’s normal
can’t lie it feels so awful
sometimes i feel like withdrawal
i wish the mandem were still around
can’t share success if they’re underground
down for the count not down and out
don’t count days make each day count
grind and graft gotta stack the account
same time still scream out brumtown
let’s see how my life plays out
don’t judge me on my background
base your thoughts on here and now
and see if those thoughts checkout
go on my own cus that’s how it’s always been
doin it alone cus no one wants it as bad as me
and i’ve got a hunger you can’t reach
and i dream dreams that you can’t dream
and i beat beats that you can’t beat
passion in my voice when i speak
2 years same crep on my feet
holes in crep still stood on stage and shut down a set got the respect
gave everything that i had left and spat bars till my last breath
i was up there to prove more then a point
make everyone aware who was in that joint
no matter what i wear these clothes don’t make me
listen to the bars cus that’s what shaped me
balancing leading the ship at the helm or sinking it all and residing in h+ll
but kingstanding is relying on me just me there’s n0body else
n0body famous + we don’t even have a train station
it’s on me to help bring b44 wealth i gotta get it myself
man of the house since 8
out from early came home late
go go go go never stop wait
can’t slow down and i don’t do break
right now i feel i’m at the brink
don’t wanna drown and i don’t wanna sink
there’s not much to eat in the fridge
hustlers hustle lemme get something
come from staying in sat+rday nights and eat cereal it’s all i could afford
in the last 2 years i’ve worked really hard and now done 3 shows abroad
starting to taste the fruits of my labour, change in behaviour reap these rewards
never been one to rest on my laurels, stuff ain’t moral, i always want more
open tabs in my head got me thinking about what’s next
broken bags on my bed got me sinking my head in creps
shoebox money has so much power
rar had me move anti and para
watching time slip away by the hour
had me sat down in clothes in the shower
ain’t been punched in the face then you i can’t trust
test of getting back up
if there’s nothing you stand for you’ll fall for anything, circle small like wedding ring
new faces can’t let em in, find it unsettling
hard in mind and heart so i’ve aged so quick got me out here as a young veteran i’m not done peppering
the whole tune is an insight
into how i’ve lived like
so don’t take it light
believe it’s not right
never been handed a rulebook
never been given no guidelines
only ever had one rule
never put tears in moms eyes
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