Good Morning Britain - CHIP

Got me thinking what I stand for and how far I came

Money, drugs, beef and guns man the ends will never change

These days, it ain’t even safe staying in your lane

Cah' the hood gon' be the hood

You shouldn’t ever judge if you ain’t lived there

If bullets flying, you ain’t been there

Listen up, changed from sitting down, talking would be awesome

Nah, fuck Piers Morgan

I know mothers mourning

There’s kids ain’t going school and girls are getting shot and dying

So immune to the issues in a borough like mine

When your family’s in the ends and your manor’s in beef

Look on any road could be the wrong place wrong time, uh

You hear of Tottenham and you think of Harry Kane

I hear of Tottenham and I think of hella pain

They told me music or football could be the course out

True how, it ain’t on sky sports when they score now

Fuck a interview, I don’t wanna sit and talk 'bout how I feel

Innocent girl gone, you call that one nil

Got me flabbergasted like: «Oh that’s how you feel?»

You the type of person probably say I ain’t real

When you spread the truth, they wanna see you slapped

Niggas wake up everyday, but they ain’t woke, they’re tapped

Man are dissing on the high road, they had me dissing back

But my daddy always told me that’s your brother if he black

Say it loud, mans black and I’m proud

Please don’t call me no lighty, I am very James Brown

Don’t ask me what are the solutions for the town

Everybody going vegan ain’t no beef dying down

And that’s real shit

Niggas killing niggas, still there’s racism to deal with

Puffin on my zoot, I hit the booth and spit the realness

We can elevate with love and unity

Views overseas thinking 'bout my community

Man I pray a change gonna come

No it ain’t safe where I’m from

Niggas only feel safe with a gun

When is change gonna come

I don’t wanna raise my kids somewhere anywhere like where I’m from

Pray a change gonna come

No it ain’t safe where I’m from

Niggas only feel safe with a gun *Gunshot* *Sirens*

And I don’t wanna raise my kids 'round violence, sirens, this ain’t life

Let me open up your mind

Stab or be stabbed pick a side of the knife

You ain’t see it like that right?

I can’t be going mad when even innocents are dying

Van Gogh with it boy I paint a picture with the rhymes

I don’t know what the fuck that you thought

London had more Ms in a month than New York

See anywhere I step, I say a prayer before I walk

The city’s always been nuts but it weren’t this mad before

I look around, the kids are going off the rails

You can’t only blame the music, call of duty’s still for sale

Heaven sent, rappers lying to the kids give 'em hell

I only offend rappers who been lying to themselves yeah

Sometimes I wanna be a father, then I don’t

Cah' when I look around, it’s like humanity is ghost

The era of the iPhone, there isn’t any hope

See you dead, open snapchat, before they check your pulse

Let the rhymes fly, would the world be better without WiFi

My brother coming home, if feels like time flies

Where did 4 years go, where did all the care go

These niggas wanna air max, see me I wanna air flows

Over the perceptions, and false conceptions

They scorn you when you move out, that’s the objective

But we’ve been oppressed with council estate morals

Where between pride and violence

Man dead over a squabble, uh

Now it’s RIP pics and go fund me’s

Years past and niggas ain’t checking on your mumzy

Young people dying, let me get my pen now

Like I pray I don’t get Malcom or triple X’d out

And that’s real shit

Niggas killing niggas, still there’s racism to deal with

Puffin on my zoot, I hit the booth and spit the realness

We can elevate with love and unity

Views overseas thinking 'bout my community

Man I pray a change gonna come

No it ain’t safe where I’m from

Niggas only feel safe with a gun

When is change gonna come

I don’t wanna raise my kids somewhere anywhere like where I’m from

Pray a change gonna come

No it ain’t safe where I’m from

Niggas only feel safe with a gun *Gunshot* *Sirens*

And I don’t wanna raise my kids 'round violence, sirens, this ain’t life yeah