Next Up 47
I grew up in the south with a town with peace often spread where
death comes around and friends start to go and feds
come around there's nowhere to go apart from the ground.
We didn't have no P's to touch I was only little I didn't know much
no father figure no smiles and pictures I'm working
hard is all from my mum She would work so hard for a fiver
To call up her mum in every tree up with the Lyca that's right Imma
make it up hope you know Imma a take it up trying
to stack all my paperwork hope you have a take it up
Put the middle finger at her haters cause they didn't understand the
way that I came through cause they
don't understand the way that I came here .
Only made a couple bands on my revelation
I just pray to the Lord with some patience this year is
all about elevation shut down Westfield cause i can tho
No dad on my ones am a man though no i ain't no
average civilian 13 i banged my first million views
Might recognise from the videos too went from school yute to a cool
yute tell her couple tunes now i'mmaking them moves,
still going to school I'm a lyrical
yute, everything i say or with be a wave
Smiles in my face my tunes in the raves no more L's starting from
today only going up never downgrade trying to get my people
out of this slums, keep the respect because that's where I'm from
Real south side of the London all the shit just has to go
bang-bang-bang I don't understand-stand-stand it's all going
mad-mad-mad when you tell me they're gone it's
all gone wrong when they won't come back-back-back
How can they just leave like that how can they just leave like that
when you tell me they're going it's all gone wrong I'm tryna get
away from here made my bread and
disappear you can't make success appear
You Gotta work that shit up there through the ups and down I can't
shed no tears keep my head up and show no fear keep it up to the
coast is clear I had to work that shit up
there, Through the ups and down I cant shed no tears
Keep my head up and show no fear keep it up till
the coast is clear you Gotta work that shit up there
Yeah, yeah
death comes around and friends start to go and feds
come around there's nowhere to go apart from the ground.
We didn't have no P's to touch I was only little I didn't know much
no father figure no smiles and pictures I'm working
hard is all from my mum She would work so hard for a fiver
To call up her mum in every tree up with the Lyca that's right Imma
make it up hope you know Imma a take it up trying
to stack all my paperwork hope you have a take it up
Put the middle finger at her haters cause they didn't understand the
way that I came through cause they
don't understand the way that I came here .
Only made a couple bands on my revelation
I just pray to the Lord with some patience this year is
all about elevation shut down Westfield cause i can tho
No dad on my ones am a man though no i ain't no
average civilian 13 i banged my first million views
Might recognise from the videos too went from school yute to a cool
yute tell her couple tunes now i'mmaking them moves,
still going to school I'm a lyrical
yute, everything i say or with be a wave
Smiles in my face my tunes in the raves no more L's starting from
today only going up never downgrade trying to get my people
out of this slums, keep the respect because that's where I'm from
Real south side of the London all the shit just has to go
bang-bang-bang I don't understand-stand-stand it's all going
mad-mad-mad when you tell me they're gone it's
all gone wrong when they won't come back-back-back
How can they just leave like that how can they just leave like that
when you tell me they're going it's all gone wrong I'm tryna get
away from here made my bread and
disappear you can't make success appear
You Gotta work that shit up there through the ups and down I can't
shed no tears keep my head up and show no fear keep it up to the
coast is clear I had to work that shit up
there, Through the ups and down I cant shed no tears
Keep my head up and show no fear keep it up till
the coast is clear you Gotta work that shit up there
Yeah, yeah
Credits
Writer(s): George Bakopoulos, Izzy Barksdale
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Link
Altri album
- Next Up (Hoodtrap Remix) [feat. Bandokay, Double Lz & SJ] - Single
- Mad About Bars – S6-E2 - Single
- Mad About Bars – S6-E1 - Single
- The Cold Room - S1-E12 - Single
- The Cold Room - S1-E7 - Single
- The Cold Room - S1-E4 - Single
- Next Up - S3-E34 - Single
- Next Up - S3-EP4 - Single
- Mad About Bars
- Diamonds (Mad About Bars Special) - Single
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