Chilling in My Reeboks

The year's 00
Chilling in my reeboks
The year's 00
Chilling in my reeboks

When the millennium struck
I had no garms
I had no gal
I was riding bikes with my pals
Had a Saturday job on deptford market
And spending my pay on vinyl
With the £ I had left
I'd go to London Kebab
And choose Meal 1
Go to styles barbers to get a hair cut
Me and Jamel used to smoked weed
At his mums
We used to go halves on 10 draw
Take two two puffs and pass it on
Linking two two gal from uboot
Shouts to Emma and Kim
The hackney crew

Can't forgot peanut, Julie
The Eltham hill crew
I used to roll up when I bunked school
Back then I hated school
I never had the garms
I never was cool
I was a misfit chilling in the corridor
With trappers n hustlers
I used to go Zuby's at lunch
Spit two two bars while he mixed it up
Met Elsie randomly and formed a crew
Started rolling in Cold Bath with mandem
Shouts to Drips, 12s, Caps n Jason
Andrew, Gusto
Steph and Owen ran a club back then
Can't forget Vesto

The year's 00
Chilling in my reeboks
The year's 00
Chilling in my reeboks

Out to Revla, Yinka, and Rinser
Came back to Deptford turnt to hustler
Holding it down on the weekends
Dad gave me a brick for my b'day
To teach me a lesson

Peddling 5s to older lot
Picked up chronic as a reserve spot
I was in the game
Small time
Hit my with change
To turn a blind eye
I changed my ways
Retreated inwards
The crew broke up
I explored the limits
Producing and spitting
Stopped spitting in public
Recording behind closed doors
Stopped hustling and got a job

Started uni in '08
Dad died in '09
Life was never the same
Linked up with Israel and made waves
2010 I met Sousa
I wrote and recorded nuff
Infatuation is fucked
Next time I'll sum up
Two ten to twenty up

The year's 00
Chilling in my reeboks
The year's 00
Chilling in my reeboks



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Writer(s): Khalid Omari Golding
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