(You know Harlz made it)

[Verse 1]

Look, let me tell you 'bout ends

We was all Eastern District, living in trenches

Run every time that we seen reflectives

Tryna dodge tax 'cause this shit's expensive

Nobody ever asked me if my mental health's ever been affected

Learnt to survive 'cause that's what's expected

Tick come late now we're breaking еntries

Remembеr rockstars tryna peep through fences

Never know what to expect

Feds been about, get a stop and search

And we was no strangers to routine checks

Undercover, now man call them undies

Back then we used to call them sids

That's C.I.D if you don't know that

I remember getting chased down as a kid

Asked for my name, I don't know who I am

Asked for my address, I don't know where I live

Copper and lead in abandoned buildings

Easy raise when the ting gets stripped

Cash in hand, we was ringing up mush

'Cause them man get a better price at the tip

And we've seen every trick so we can't be scammed

Always had a marker for the counterfeit

Seen struggle and grief all up in these streets

But bro said that I can't show remorse

Money come right for the grind of course

So hold it down 'cause it's all for the cause

I knew about the teef on the ends

That will leave you with nothing but your laminate floors

Tryna survive, can't abide by laws

Can't get it by luck, gotta get it by force

[Hook]

Trust me, it ain't nutting like the try to portray

I was stuck in my ways, what the fuck can I say?

Reminiscing about the times back then

'Cause lately I've been feeling my age

Why the hell would I wanna be a trapstar?

Fuck that, I'd rather be a star on stage

But if you wanna take man for a fool then it's cool

There's a time and place

[Verse 2]

Okay, let me spin it

I weren't about this music ting for a minute

I was tryna live life init

I had the whole ting weighed to the digit

Yeah, you get the point

It was all points, no snitching

I ain't gonna talk and point

It was on point

They want to score, not score in points

Remember seeing rockstars putting coke in joints

I remember these nitties tryna pay with coins

Swear I'd go mad if you knocked at my door

Remember feds tryna drag me to the floor

Government couldn't give a fuck about us

I remember it was chaos in Thatchwell Court

We had to learn how to hustle ourselves

'Cause mum's paying bills that she can't afford

I remember I used to roll with a cosh

'Cause man got jealous and moves got watched

And I know every dog's gotta have their day

And every risk that you take must come with a cost

I ain't stupid bruv

From the bits where man get nabbed at the back of the shops

And couldn't give a toss about who you was

No 'excuse me', tell a guy move you mug

This life be crazy

It will spit you out when it chews you up

I was growing up not knowing who to trust

I was never guaranteed what my future was

Thank god that I've still got sanity

It's not like I didn't lose enough

So god forgive me if I lose the plot

Bro you don't know what this music does

[Hook]

Trust me, it ain't nutting like the try to portray

I was stuck in my ways, what the fuck can I say?

Reminiscing about the times back then

'Cause lately I've been feeling my age

Why the hell would I wanna be a trapstar?

Fuck that, I'd rather be a star on stage

But if you wanna take man for a fool then it's cool

There's a time and place