Sahara (feat. ST Prophet)

Taking it slow like thai
Chatting shit again oh my
I do foul play like Xhaka
Yeah my skills are dirty like Saka
Had no cash so I had to pay card though
People ask my name I say it's Nardo
Was free so I texted my bro's
Should we meet up and get a Nando's

Every song has a flow
So I make it ring
Oi Rohan can you do the editing
He said calm
I felt like the king
Me and ST doing bits
It ain't no society
Try different beats
There's a variety
Don't think of judgement
It only brings anxiety
Step out shining
Love to wear my Nike
Rapping into a mic
Going to Ally Pally every week on my bike
Doing a sick track again
On the laptop like Ben
Heard a buzz so I checked my phone
In Heathrow, but I ain't no drone
I'm chill, can't you tell by my tone
Ceballos why you only on loan
Stay away from fake people
They're the ones that are evil
Went back to write some more
Thought of lyrics as I stared at the floor
Yo Shay, yo Shay, hammer this up like Thor

Some kids join gangs cause they think they look cool
Flop out of school, they'll be the fool
Dealing on corners, they'll run out of luck
When an opp pulls up and puts a knife in their gut
Some kids don't have a choice
They just need the cash
End up in jail
Or end up getting splashed
Reality for half the kids in this city
They need a way out
They don't need your pity
Get an education, go to college
It's hard when they ain't got any money in their wallet
So the cycle continues
They have a baby
They grow up on the same estate
It's kind of crazy
Only way to make cash, selling pot
And something needs to change
We just don't know what
And police don't give a fuck about the youth
And that's the truth
100 stabbings each year and that's my proof

Taking it slow like thai
Chatting shit again oh my
I do foul play like Xhaka
Yeah my skills are dirty like Saka
Had no cash so I had to pay card though
People ask my name I say it's Nardo
Was free so I texted my bro's
Should we meet up and get a Nando's

Don't carry a burna, but I'm a boy
Gotta get a stack, but I ain't no Mo
New track time so I had to link my bro
Shay, Shay
Love writing lyrics, imagine we just blow up
They keep messing about, just grow up
I dashed home to see the Gunners
Arsenal all the way, red is one of my favourite colours
Stamina of Sissoko
Still cheering at school with my bro's
Champions League, runners up
Hope one year we win a cup
Son scored the winner, but I ain't a father
Kane or Moura, would you rather
Faster than a bolt, call me Usain
In the storm, I bring thunder and rain

Taking it slow like thai
Chatting shit again oh my
I do foul play like Xhaka
Yeah my skills are dirty like Saka
Had no cash so I had to pay card though
People ask my name I say it's Nardo
Was free so I texted my bro's
Should we meet up and get a Nando's