Stepped in the garden Zute in my left hand Wine in my right Those that ain't got green got car keys Dipping in bags all night It's a UK thing where it's lean and bop No lean and sprite We hide in a Hyde Park shubs A place where the sun don't shine DJ's mixing breaks in the rave Garden spot for a break from the rave Two thirds guys in old Nike jumpers But it ain't MJ in the rave Two thirds girls in all white jumpsuits But they ain't skydiving to the rave Gun fingers for the drop Wheel it up if you're feeling brave No one's got p that's standard Overdrafts gonna pay for the madness Don't check your account in the morning Or you'll start your day with the sadness Smile for the camera, wait for the caption Back to the basement, far from a mansion Mc's wanna touch mic like Jackson Gassed if the crowd starts skanking Next day longed off uni didn't go sleep till five Why would I go to the lecture When the whole things online? Just wanna chill play Fifa Don't wanna go outside Need a Full English and a cuppa Then I might feel alright Now I start my day Tryna get paid from the bars I spray Spat a sixteen and they gave me an eighth It's all safe till the bills ain't paid It's all calm till your fam's got qualms And the landlords asking for half in advance Part-time cos your heart's in your art Hard grind like an ass in a dance I don't wanna be another mc gone fast Tell em if you want it with me come hard Yellow with a devilish scheme and a tea from yard Wait till we see what's ours Wait till we see what's next I stay two steps ahead like chess Mind-state, kill it with no contest Hydrate, then I relieve that stress YUS Stare deep in the night sky Search for the peace like a Buddhist in a drive-by Learnt that the key was to breathe then I started to see Meantime interns crafting a beat Lost on a raft in a sea where the waves are the words And the sharks are the scene .003 for a stream, either that or you go mainstream Been on this since 2018 And I'm still not sure when they're gonna pay me Tell them they can't replace me Tell them they can't replace me Saying RIP to the VILLAIN He taught me the words mean more than the image Don't pay mind to the numbers Those tunes blow but the real don't feel em I learnt that ain't shit funny When Otis told them to pay me in money This is the life that we live And I ride with a gift that is far from lucky But I'm sure that I'll get there in time Every bar that I write is a fall and a climb I could tell you my life in a line Like a crackhead abusing the white It's not usually nice Still, I'm rolling the dice Not sure if I'll like what I find When I enter my mind So admire this entry of mine Just an MC M.T.M.I