I want you to leave leave
I want you to go go
But you keep telling me the streets are all you know know
I just want a better life
But you wont breakaway…
Tinchy
Yeah…
Its a standard ting that I keep it ghetto
Roads aint nothin like calm or mellow
Too much Ps to be got so I get doe
Man hold bricks in the bits like Lego
Some put stones in their chains, all yellow
Me I get low in the blacked out Renault
With Soldier, Dirty Danger and Lee Wello
Ps involved and man are like Hello
Hi, come off the roads theyre cold
Thats why I do music, Im puttin up shows
If not, back to square one thats right
Start from scratch, re-plottin them Os
Roads keep callin me back but Im not involved
Then I hear dont then Im right in road
I got caught up by the sidewalk
Its like the roads aint lettin go
I want you to leave leave
I want you to go go
But you keep telling me the streets are all you know know
I just want a better life
But you wont breakaway…
Tinchy
Yeah…
Them golden boys in the games wanna call me
Youre a household names what they told me
Through this game I been flying out
Stage shows abroad with Wiley, Skepta and JME
Fans show love when I bring out my CD
Girls get hyped when they see me on TV
Cos they know Im the man like PD
When I come through its all fresh Armani
But I keep gettin sidetracked by the streetlife
Its more to the roads then streetlife
Shotters jack rude guys in the corner
Thats why some walk street with a borra
Might see two or three gash in the corner
Might see two or three goons in the corner
If the boydem roll up
Give your stash to the gash, divert from the corner
Thats why Im tryna get away from the hype tings
Settle down with a girl, me I want life ting
Nothin aint comfy, cozy in the hood fam
Thats why Im tryna get paid through the mic ting
But theres something about these roads
Too much Ps to be got so I get doe
Still tryna get legal though
Or we hustle, grind, its the life we roll
I want you to leave leave
I want you to go go
But you keep telling me the streets are all you know know
I just want a better life
But you wont breakaway…
Tinchy
Yeah…
And I move on the roadside G
And I get that doe like the roadside Gs
And I let it grow, I aint spendin a piece
And I hustle, grind, still about them Ps
06 Mercs still I want them keys
But I aint gonna get that keys for the droptop
Not too quick if I just MC
So I do a bit of dirt for the Ps
At the same, look, I aint got time for
All these guys to be pullin out 9s
Too many egos clash on the roads
I aint got time Im ninja like wolves
Try and get low on the streets
And I aint rollin with heat
I want legal doe
So I spray flows on the beat
But I still get caught up with shit on the road