"Kid In A Court" lyrics
I ain't never in my feelings, but I been in my thoughts
Thinking back when I was younger, just a kid in the court
Fucked up from they cut my umbilical cord
All these mental and physical wars
All these years behind the door, it's only right that I skid in the Porsche
And at my video shoot, make sure the boys are twinning the Skorpz
I'm too gone now, lucky I ain't living abroad
They're too wrong now, how he ain't winning awards?
I moved on now, told you that I'm still in my thoughts
Like how I was kipping on floors
Knocking on bandos and kicking off doors
Back then, I had more rock than Mykonos shores
Don't worry 'bout my man, he's a lost cause
Now I'm Baby Joker, no more locked doors
Friday after next, I might hit a resort
'Member I was just a kid in a court
Had my mum and my nan always feeling distraught
But in education, I studied Tupac Shakur
And in segregation, I only read even more
They're just a imitation of what I am to my core
And my essence, Alhamdulillah for my blessings
If it comes or goes, at this stage, I ain't stressing
If I tell you something then it's fact, I ain't guessing
I know they say they're loyal, but it ain't ever been tested
I know how to hit the block with a pack and start stretching
Just a kid in the dock, on my own with no bredrins
'Cause I was fourteen on the streets sellin' heroin
All on my own, no heroes or heroines
I know about junkies, they don't want adrenaline
I do it by eye or the cup way of measuring
I was just a kid in a court, it was harrowing
Thinking 'bout the dreams that I bought, it's embarrassing
Feltham where my teacher support said I'm talented
Destined to fail, but I flipped the whole narrative
I write my own cheques and I smoke my own cannabis
Since mummy used to get my clothes from the catalogue
Now hundred M's, I might sell my whole catalogue
And I got a hundred more songs, I got a backlog
Something like how I had them waiting on the back block
Back when thingy dropped the-, and got his pack robbed
I ain't never in my feelings, but I been in my thoughts
Thinking back when I was younger, just a kid in the court
Fucked up from they cut my umbilical cord
All these mental and physical wars
All these years behind the door, it's only right that I skid in the Porsche
And at my video shoot, make sure the boys are twinning the Skorpz
I'm too gone now, lucky I ain't living abroad
They're too wrong now, how he ain't winning awards?
Thinking back when I was younger, just a kid in the court
Fucked up from they cut my umbilical cord
All these mental and physical wars
All these years behind the door, it's only right that I skid in the Porsche
And at my video shoot, make sure the boys are twinning the Skorpz
I'm too gone now, lucky I ain't living abroad
They're too wrong now, how he ain't winning awards?
I moved on now, told you that I'm still in my thoughts
Like how I was kipping on floors
Knocking on bandos and kicking off doors
Back then, I had more rock than Mykonos shores
Don't worry 'bout my man, he's a lost cause
Now I'm Baby Joker, no more locked doors
Friday after next, I might hit a resort
'Member I was just a kid in a court
Had my mum and my nan always feeling distraught
But in education, I studied Tupac Shakur
And in segregation, I only read even more
They're just a imitation of what I am to my core
And my essence, Alhamdulillah for my blessings
If it comes or goes, at this stage, I ain't stressing
If I tell you something then it's fact, I ain't guessing
I know they say they're loyal, but it ain't ever been tested
I know how to hit the block with a pack and start stretching
Just a kid in the dock, on my own with no bredrins
'Cause I was fourteen on the streets sellin' heroin
All on my own, no heroes or heroines
I know about junkies, they don't want adrenaline
I do it by eye or the cup way of measuring
I was just a kid in a court, it was harrowing
Thinking 'bout the dreams that I bought, it's embarrassing
Feltham where my teacher support said I'm talented
Destined to fail, but I flipped the whole narrative
I write my own cheques and I smoke my own cannabis
Since mummy used to get my clothes from the catalogue
Now hundred M's, I might sell my whole catalogue
And I got a hundred more songs, I got a backlog
Something like how I had them waiting on the back block
Back when thingy dropped the-, and got his pack robbed
I ain't never in my feelings, but I been in my thoughts
Thinking back when I was younger, just a kid in the court
Fucked up from they cut my umbilical cord
All these mental and physical wars
All these years behind the door, it's only right that I skid in the Porsche
And at my video shoot, make sure the boys are twinning the Skorpz
I'm too gone now, lucky I ain't living abroad
They're too wrong now, how he ain't winning awards?
Writer(s): Gx
