"Invite Only" lyrics

"Invite Only"

I said I give my soul to this shit so let me start talking
'Cause I've been running round the block, but let me start walking
I really had to slow it down, I know it gets awkward
But I had to sit you down, I know the timing's all mad
But you're the one I call dad so fuck a closed coffin
And fuck a YouTube funeral, they don't know nothing
They don't know about the days we had the roads popping
When the R&B was heavy, we was immature and petty
I'm no psychic but I felt your heart stop
And I was busy making music, tryna chart top
And I still don't even know where they buried your body
Life's short, as the flower blossoms, the leaves drop
And this is long overdue, it shoulda been a visit
But what we didn't do in life, we can do in the spirit
You can hear me clearly, right? This is more than a lyric
Well, let me know, you're acting like I can just ask Siri
This isn't Bugzy Malone, I didn't bring the mask with me
And I didn't bring any bravado, this is that gritty
And don't start tryna blame the law 'cause all that's blasphemy
It's like my heart's locked and you've got the master key
Wait, let me sit back down, I'm being overbearing
'Cause for years I told myself I didn't have a parent
And that's the way I coped with feeling like nobody cared
'Cause when you're reaching out for love and there's nobody there you trust
It's either jail or it's drugs, or you learn not to give a fuck
They say I'm cold but them being cold isn't glamorous
Have you sat before the judge? Are you beneath, are you above?
Will I see you when it's over? Will you meet me at the top?
'Cause I have to go to Heaven and I have to sit with God
'Cause I've been running round in circles and the cycle's gotta stop
When you see your parents unemployed, you don't want a job
And I didn't wanna work in Maccy D's sweeping up
My ambition introduced me to that bally and them gloves
But you would say that that's my pride, right? Looking back in hindsight
You told people that I changed up under the limelight
When people changed up around me because I rhyme tight
I was boxing every day, remember I was trying, right?
Traded in my balaclava, I seen drama cost a life
I was getting beaten up, you left before I lost the fight
I heard you was outside telling people I weren't thinking right
So much for the emotional support
And that money that I gave you that you never gave me back
That was couple thousand pounds, maybe even three or four
I was only eighteen, I built that money from the floor
And when I didn't win that fight, you didn't love me anymore
And I couldn't get in touch when I was tryna build rapport
When I started making music, rapping was my last resort
And you told -, you said that I left you poor
You called the hospital, looking when I'd fallen off my bike
I wouldn't trust you by my side when I was fighting for my life
Now the doctors said the crash left a scar on my brain
But the scars on my heart are deep like they're from a knife
And I can never lose my sanity
This is no cap, so when I throw, I gotta land, and what I hit has got to snap
I'm just speaking from my spirit, I just hope you speak back
But we'll never speak again in this life, how deep's that?
I call this one 'The Scar on my Brain', argh
I call this one 'The Scar on my Brain', argh
The scars on my heart give me pain
'Cause you hurt me as a child but it's too deep to explain now
I call this one 'The Scar on my Brain', argh
I call this one 'The Scar on my Brain', argh
I never told 'em there's a scar on my brain
They wonder why I get so triggered, run up on me, I'm not playing, argh


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