Knocked Down (feat. Turt, Paya & Joe Beard)

Get up, get knocked down My whole life, that's the way it played out Yeah, we came way too far to turn 'round Two feet from the cradle to the ground Yeah, get up, get knocked down My whole life, that's the way it played out Yeah, we came way too far to turn 'round Two feet from the cradle to the ground Ayo, I doubt that you'll ever understand me All the way in on this, and I ain't got a plan B Running 'round in Hackney, this is where I came up Yeah, the manor changed, but to me, it's all the same bruv Tryna get the change up, stack a little paper Spend a bit, save some for when the rainy day come Fuck what they say son, chat what they ain't done Dem boy paigon, clash me, you must be mistaken Still with my day ones, no way you can test us I'm with my own thing, we don't watch what the rest does They can't try finesse us, third eye open Feet on the ground, hands to the sky hoping I'm at peace, floating, across this ocean But don't rock the boat, you could get your nose broken You know I ain't joking, them man must be smoking Crack or the coke, it's just weed that I'm toking Yeah, every time I try to get up, get knocked down My whole life, that's the way it played out Yeah, we came way too far to turn 'round Two feet from the cradle to the ground Yeah, get up, get knocked down My whole life, that's the way it played out Yeah, we came way too far to turn 'round Two feet from the cradle to the ground Two feet firm on the ground, but I still trip up Taking occasional L's, W's never miss 'em Brushing the dirt off of my shelves, I mean my shoulders, shit To all the kids, "Remember, respect your olders, bitch" Well, if I'm honest, that really and truly ain't an order Take it from me, living inside the law is just kinda boring I wasn't exactly a teen with a pint of water in my hand More like a boy with a dream, a fluffy quarter and a plan Ha, they'd probably laugh That's the reason younger me was always hiding my bars Plotting and scheming like the evil queens, Deville or Jafar The only difference is I win in the end Now let me tell you my friends The non-believers never got to my head Maybe I'll send em a message again I'd be wasting my time The true glory's when I'm skipping the line And you get up to the front And the bouncer decline Get up, get knocked down My whole life, that's the way it played out Yeah, we came way too far to turn 'round Two feet from the cradle to the ground Yeah, get up, get knocked down My whole life, that's the way it played out Yeah, we came way too far to turn 'round Two feet from the cradle to the ground Long week, still we can't stall Bullshit weighing heavy, still the heart full From the seeds to the trees out the mud Planting feet in the dirt with the love so we can't fall Can't fall, yeah, the root's strong Keep the glass half full, where the fruit from? End of week, need a sleep and a break Need to breathe, need a high, need to bake, need the zoot long Zoot long, I need my money up Run it up every minute that the sun is up And when it's down, getting pounds, getting paid Getting loud, getting raised in the South, but I'm coming up Coming up, I'm on the East side A couple brothers like minds and the beat's nice Nothing long, run a song late at night, sun is gone Still at work, up and down, what it been like Get up, get knocked down My whole life, that's the way it played out Yeah, we came way too far to turn 'round Two feet from the cradle to the ground Yeah, get up, get knocked down My whole life, that's the way it played out Yeah, we came way too far to turn 'round Two feet from the cradle to the ground