Heart of a King

Marge told me that I gotta work twice as hard
Didn't really know what she meant but I can't even pretend
Fam life is hard
8 letters in my surname Ghana was the birth place
My daddy didn't write no bars
Instead he flew across the border
Man my parents walked on water
Like the author
And they niced my path
Now i'm walking in my destiny
Cos I got the right to pass
Grew up on Kano and Santana
My Dad said son you'll never wear a bandana
I didn't work that hard for you to be a gangbanger
He set pace and now the fam stand up, listen
You know the skin's black so it's different
Beating all the odds can't stack go the distance
They tried to make my book hardback so I switched it
Paperback in the backpack for the kids dem

Blaow
I got the heart of the king
My Dad raised the bar gotta shout out to him
How long we been defying odds
Guy's wanna talk like We ain't been going hard for a min
Can't back down
Part of a rich history check the background
Blaow
Can't stop us
Na g God got us

Too Grimey for the church
But too churchy for the Grime scene
But still I've paved a way
To my brothers on the curb
They're gonna tell you you it's a pipe dream
Don't let me get inside your brain
Flip the habit
Back then they had us settled in the field picking
cotton still I'm praying for a level playing field
Cos it's systematic,
see me I'm tryna lift the damage, help my young g's skip the traffic
Gotta keep the devil in his hole,
forever i gotta work on that goal can't get lethargic
I'm in the hood showing love regardless
Cos it's better to be a light than to curse the darkness
This ting has taken too many lives,
I got brothers 6 deep and I got brothers inside
If I could I'd skip sleep to help My brothers survive
God bless my the bro's hope we better for life

Blaow
I got the heart of the king
My Dad raised the bar gotta shout out to him
How long we been defying odds
Guy's wanna talk like We ain't been going hard for a min
Can't back down
Part of a rich history check the background
Blaow
Can't stop us
Na g God got us

Whether it's a train or a wraith
I'm telling all my brothers roll safe
I know we really want change
But the devil really loves our old ways
He keeps testing me
Lord please set me free



Credits
Writer(s): Isaac Charles Bortey Borquaye, James Andrew Stocker
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