High

And again I'm high,

to keep away from earth.

Then again inside,

I feel like, i still try.

Tell a friend but be wise,

Shit never ends it's East side.

Spending Gs, we like

Talking about on, keys like

Nope,

I don't, run things

I do all the fun things

Weed Jamaican rum drinks

Ghetto gash no fundings

Well

That's bitches, attracts a dick What else can I say Free pussy brother ass and tits.

And this is how we role.

We go, with the streets now.

To blow them motherfucker's,

Player hating freaks down.

I need somebody, for company.

Let it be my gat.

Hackney, to comfort me,

And the weed, to let me breath.

Dreaming to be on TV.

A big celebrity.

It ain't easy to be greedy

So let mans rest in peace.

Emotions be exploding,

For the love that ain't enough.

Location total bullshit,

No need to prove with music.

Everyone's problems

Is big to themselves

I'm living in a hostel

Hearing my neighbour SCREAMing!

One thing we have to

get used to in life.

is to watch the

worse ones suffer

There's always a worse,

Greed is leading to rain no summer.

Those years, chose tears,

And fears, to fight.

So if there's success

Then, where's the light ?

I went so further,

and ended up nowhere.

Like space, I swear,

Has no ending has no place.

And again I'm high,

To let the low, ones know.

Smoke again oh my,

Fantasies of a man to be.

CVs, to see me,

But it isn't easy, to be me.

Wondering if victory is necessary

For a legendary history.

Questions won't quit.

You think it's worth, being curious?

See that's the thing,

We only living in, earth like serious.

I'm reppin up hackney!

cause it's been my school, learn that.

it tought me how to burn,

and concern, when i turn back.

I ghotta 10z in my hand

and a pen in the other

Looking for a place far

That ain't yet discovered .

In the darkest nights

You ghotta show

That you can pray

Cause life is nice

You ghotta know

To appreciate

Whoa!

You don't wanna, fuck

With this, brand new flow!!

İt's the, D - U - R - A - N - I - M - O!!

from the H-A -C -K.. N-E-Y

thats London, East side.

incase, you, dun no..

Off

The rain only washes sins

that's been breaking brothers apart but after, every storm yes,

there's always a light after the dark.

People screwing eachother

there's no face without a frown.

They act not thinking about their mother.

Why they're the King's! but without the crown's..

And again I'm high for fuck sake,

I'm too far away from the ground.

Looking down at the UK,

But can't see fuck all cause of the clouds

Or should I say smoke, here take another toke

I'll take another toke and I'll be getting around..