yeah can barely find words to explain i feel it everyday no wind and none of the pain like the pain when me come through i wish i could escape my grind s the only gate pon this you know i tell you straight my life ah na basic ting my life story does not start with basically nah nah nah nah nah give my love for this to turn out road yeah my life how can i tell prince they just on sales lord knows i wasn t living so well i was sticking thingies on scales just a kid that had risen in hell on the road still licking them cells i can t have my mum visiting jail i know what it s like i got brothers sick of themselves yeah hopping in a the field and then they caught him black mask he didn t get a warning now i m on touring when i m in stu it s beats i put my all in late night shows then i m back on my grind when it s the morning you don t know what it s like seeing your mumsie cry cause she can t afford shit fam it s torturing i ve been giving the jitsu but the devil s got me sitting in shit too me mum and sis were living off tinned food but a smart yute still can t get rid of this black mask can t figure the issue thinking in the past i was living on shit food now talking to my dawg like nigga it s issued sitting behind boys who are living the issue yeah i ve been used you can t understand the pain that i ve been through seeing dad beat up mum and there s nothing that i could do i was just a kid who was living in a mess and my mom was easily giving into stress so for now i gotta make sure her life is bless real shit  can barely find words to explain i feel it everyday no wind and none of the pain like the pain when i come through i wish i could escape my grind s the only gate pon this you know i tell you straight my life ah na basic ting my life story does not start with basically nah nah nah nah nah give my love for this to turn out road bdl nastiness came through a nasty life with a nasty past spent time listening to god because i couldn t get out of the nasty yard for anything over a bag that will get nasty darg you guys are division 1 s my guys are barclaycard crack the 45 for my dargy darg hearty heart making more noise than mardi gras beef involves your auntie s car with your and hearty heart nasty and double i came through the ground like yeez trust when you don t want trouble n double s got armour we bring the drama trim your head with a glock like a barber really had a father family affair and messed up drama but i cop burberry and i cop prada man can t tell me nada i move this biz like a martyr come to your house lick down everything in sight who s that president umbumbata welcome to brixton the home of the g s in gaza when man put food in a pot wibbling what wibbling what til it s hard in water grown man of the house ain t got no time for cat and mouse raising themselves like their fathers can barely find words to explain i feel it everyday no wind and none of the pain like the pain when i come through i wish i could escape my grind s the only gate pon this you know i tell you straight my life ah na basic ting my life story does not start with basically nah nah nah nah nah give my love for this to turn out road2