You ever dreamt of someone you lost
Wake up, have to breathe for a few secs?
In my silk robe like Hugh Hef'
Yeah I'm tryna buy a yard out in Phuket
They wanna know how I manage
It weren't just the world on my back, I had different planets
Imagine if I never imagined, I wouldn't have passion
Tryna make the whole world tap in
Imagine without this flow, I wouldn't make this dough
Thin ice, tiptoe
First chain that I bought was a Franco
Regulate the food on the wing on a Zanco
No doubt with my hat down
Before you speak to the boss, get a pat down
I know you know that I did it but you would never admit it
I'm from Brum and I'm winning
Still cut chase from jakes
Gotta cut 'em off quick 'cause that love was fake
So many ways to express this pain
When I failed, showed up again and again
I used to yak crops, now I got my own Cali strains
Hopping outta alleys with a bally, yeah I had to change
I started this on my Jack Jones
Flat broke, I didn't even have a damn coat
Freezing, numerous zoots in the evening
Mom gone, dad gone, grieving
And when I get to Heaven, I can't wait till I see them
Three yutes dem are golden
And I'd do anything for mumzy to hold them
Third eye stays open, knew I was chosen
Knew I had a better life loading
You ever tried go sleep when you lost a loved one
And now you're thinking who's next?
I really had to pray for a few secs
Know I'm tryna heal but I'm too F'd
They wanna know what's happened
Heart's been ripped and torn and spliced and splattered
Robbed man, said "Don't take it personal"
Literally, I had nuttin in the purse at all
Hard times, them are long gone
Weed is money so I'll still get your crop gone
I use my trap life skills in the industry
They tried and they tried and they still couldn't finish me
I'm psychic, the way I know things
With no imagination, you got no wings
I know you know that I did it but you would never admit it
I'm from Brum and I'm winning
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