Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
David Shaul
Guitar
Sonny Russell
Performer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Josette Joseph
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
It's another Dave type beat
But I'll still do it
Eloquent in my elocution
I've been influenced
This French girl likes the way that I rap
Now I'm tryna' speak in fluent
There's isn't much pain in my voice
Because the only time I been through
It is the only time I been through it
I'm really making careless music
Dunno why I put so much care in to it
Still working out the all bearings to it
Lyrics coming fairly fluid
Sparkle on a beat- flowing like a liquid
Like how a fairy do it
The engineer got me crisp, no soggy bottoms
I'm really making Mary Berry music
Relaxed but attentive and you're calm- that is from my father
What you rather
Be the person looking for your purpose
Or be the person they're chasing after
Trust me I got no idea
Hold my beer
While I stop, think, ponder, reminisce bout my oldest fears
Like will I keep my old mates
Will I meet my soul mate
I just hope that I'm okay for
For my folks sake
They raised me impeccable
The living standards were exceptional
Only disturbance was the decibels
Of waking up to rap, I had Dizzee screaming Jezebel
"Daddy, what's a jezebel?"
Fuckin' hell i only just gotta whiff of the brekky smell
Rap book in show and tell
Had bars when I couldn't spell
It's not a new hobby
Double digits been spitting since I was 2, probably
You need Sonny cos lately it's getting too foggy
You need a factor 50, sun is getting too hot
People faking to be hard, like a boob job
I'm authentic in my bars try and prove wrong
And you might find I don't do wrong
New song- tunes on
Quick bong- Game on
Ready set
My soul feels rich I havn't even earned a penny yet
If you're still listening then I respect you already
I question where's the light but I know that I'm heavy
I'm always fuckin searching for the soul like it better be right here
I get stuck up in my mind ye I regularly fight fear
In reality im chillin I know that my life's clear
It's different levels
Ready for the trophy, getting sick of my fuckin medals
I'm starting to feel a bit feral
Pushing on all of the pedals
Where am I going to settle
It's like I don't know what life means
Is it about mochas and chai tea
Or karate and tai chi
Read between the lines
I think It's pretty unlikely
But then what's the right meaning
I'm not rlly being demeaning
I just get weak at the feeling
Of being unsure
Like what If I just walk through the wrong door
I wanna take the stairs all the way up to the top floor
I wanna go hard for the last 4
And lots more
Give me a chance
That is all I ask
Let me speak my truth along to the drums and guitars
It's a gift if you can advance away from the past
Cos then you're present
I don't know for sure if I can make it but I reckon uh
I got a way with words and so I get away with rapping
And Im stacking up ideas I hope that they dont end up stacking
Who am I to rap bout hardships when I've had none
It's like tryna find the answer to a mad sum
Can't figure it out
Appreciate the praise but I thrive from the doubt
In the rain or a drought
You'll Catch me spraying
If this shits a game then I wanna start playing
It's time that I release because I'm done with the delaying
Musics like my home and so it's here where I'll be staying
So tell me what you sayin'
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