Its ManLikeStretch on the mic
On this one Ima Just Vent how I like
What's Good, how you doing, what you saying you alright?
You know me no stress so I'm fine
Just living my days out by the seaside and coming from Croydon Town I'm nice
Hear the sounds of the sea and the seagulls fly
Try harass me for chips on the seashore line
Its better than hassling a man for his chips for my piff that I ticked that was real shoreline
So now I light up by the sea more time and the sounds of the waves get me more hyped
Novelty is still there so I freeze for a while and take it in
Creation is an amazing thing, Use the salts in the ocean to bathe my sins
But lately I ain't been making them
I'm tryna make my legacy greater than great again
If I do it one time do I reckon I can make it ten
Or am I thinking ahead just to wait again
I'm in the studio making tunes
Made a booth and the beats yeah I make them too
I'm tryna one hundred percent all the fees
I got beats and bars and packs and sounds and
Songs and lyrics and flows that boom and I always pay respect where respect is due
Don't hesitate I'm correcting you if you step with aggression or a jester's moves
Do I look like some dickhead fam
Is this really what you want then Damn
Cos you really know I'm on this rags
Blud don't think that I won't hit back
I just wanna peacefully link my bros
Get real blazed then dip right home
I loved shotting from my yard cos a brudda would smoke man in on the piff I sold
Walk through Croydon what's that smell?
Hold on fam I swear it's my CRO
I used to go Urban Junction for my trainers and Surrey Street Market to get my clothes
Time Is Money, Lot 29, For Us By Us copped all the time
I had the GTA Life's A Game shirt with the matching jeans flossed with my Nikes
I couldn't afford designer then so if I liked suttin I would just cop the design
I even had Joe Bloggs with the Hi Tec trainers and Hi Tec socks fully white
I'm a working class man with a big dream and it's mad that the big dream is to live free
Not watching over my shoulder no more and nobody tryna pinch me
Its a dog eat dog world and we're all in deep
I was told that I gotta know what I want to be in this life before I was 16 and that's crazy because I was still a kid G
First thing I wanted to be was a pimp get yats on crack tell em eat up a dick
Please don't think I don't respect women but just one is a million in 3 fucking years
My autism is a mad ting life's just black and white like me and my peers
No filter ever needed when I'm here
My brain don't stop I'm in need of a spliff
But it always works in my favour
My mind categorises don't watch me
I'm 10 steps ahead like you're on Trafalgar Square and I'm chilling on Bond Street
I ain't even gonna front I don't want beef
I don't need breddas tryna confront me
For real why you tryna screw your face like that fam it almost looks like you want me
Get out my face blud , you ain't really on street
Smash man's face on the base of the concrete
And I don't like that I can't stop me I'll stamp and stamp and STAMP him properly
I got the adrenaline rush and I got hot feet
Bun two zoots to myself now I'm complete
Doing my ting cos I'm tryna live comfy
I just wanna come back home in one piece
I just wanna peacefully link my bros
Get real blazed then dip right home
I loved shotting from my yard cos a brudda would smoke man in on the piff I sold
Walk through Croydon what's that smell?
Hold on fam I swear it's my CRO
I used to go urban junction for my trainers and surrey street market to get my clothes
Time Is Money, Lot 29, For Us By Us copped all the time
I had the GTA Life's A Game shirt with the matching jeans flossed with my Nikes
I couldn't afford designer then so if I liked suttin I would just cop the design
I even had Joe Bloggs with the Hi Tec trainers and Hi Tec socks fully white