Letras
Six million streams now I want the ocean
Your music dry but my vibe is the lotion
Seems money buys nothing but commotion
We all self conscious and Kanye didn't solve things
Ain't bought new clothes since '06
A young London man so I struggle with emotions
Magic gone so Uncle-Wray the potion
Gully gang rolling with no plan zoning
Treat girls right, consensual the motive
Hum to Allah, while I thunder like it's Odin
Yoga in the morning, naked girl looking golden
The stretch she's holding oh lord 'n
No cash in my bank but the girls don't notice
Throwing myself in the lane like I'm bowling
When you bouta rise a level but the screen loading
Tryna be a modern man, lemme go in
The individual is unsustainable
'Cause we've still got such a very long way to go
These words are so attainable
Why have we still got a very, very long way to go?
Who are the real criminals?
Let go of your so called power, let go, let go
You're a needle in the ocean
Needle in the ocean
When life harder than harder
Pierce your heart so I'm guarding my armour
But my armour's a Parka, and my Parka's a part of
A collection that ain't deflecting life's arrows are sharper
Now tell me that ain't hard ignore
When you tryna climb higher and they answer with draw?
When you say you're a survivor but they started the war?
Everybody got the key but don't answer the door? Ah lord!
Yea, they bore us, another glass they pour us
Make our pockets porous celebrate and pretend it's all for us
Distract you with chains and flashy stuff
Don't look for a bandage, you won't get cut
You can beat and beat on a wall but it won't become a door
It's like reaching for the ceiling when your feet are on the floor
Ah lord! I've tried to holla, to no avail
My post musta' got lost in heavens mail
I see my friends taking substances
But they don't know what substance is