"Life Of Mine" lyrics
Old before my time, road before my rhyme
I could've ghost a thousand times in this little life of mine
Road before my rhyme, old before my time
I could've ghost a thousand times in this little life of mine
Old before my time, road before my rhyme
I could've ghost a thousand times in this little life of mine
Road before my rhyme, old before my time
I could've ghost a thousand times in this little life of mine
Some reckless little fuckers from the noughties
Riding round in chordeys, drinking liquor like we Geordies
Before I told 'em "take me in", nanny tried support me
Tried take me in
Older brothers caught me, tried break me in
Had me out for days on end, I never thought them days would end
Shit I done seen my friends turn snake and seen my mates pretend
I was rocking Primark, couldn't even get no H&M
Shit daddy's gone and mum ain't never been the same again
There weren't no food up in my house, we couldn't pay the rent
Mummy said "you made your bed", truth I never made my bed
Drop where I lay my head, all I knew was pain from then
Caught up in the cycle, how that system really made us men
And I ain't living there but nanny's held a raid again
She getting older, she's stressing, I told her save her strength
This lifestyle crazy tense and I ain't tryna play the bench
Shit
Old before my time, road before my rhyme
I could've ghost a thousand times in this little life of mine
Road before my rhyme, old before my time
I could've ghost a thousand times in this little life of mine
I'm tryna get it then what else?
I'm up and down, I'm hitting sales
I take that change, I take that short, I'm Tesco, every little helps
I was up all night to get some, call me Franky not Pharrell
I've been in and out of prison, mummy feeling like she failed
I did my 21st in Aylesbury, eighteen down the block in Felts
I turned sweet sixteen in Warren Hill, imagine how I felt
But now they feel me like I'm Braille
Picture little white Jamal hanging pictures in my cell
I never had a pot to piss in, now I'm pissing on the world
Probably tipsy with my girl, got her stripping to Miguel
Remember I was living Hell, bare fuckery and betrayal
Losing people ain't what does you, it's the living with yourself
Road before my rhyme, old before my time
I could've ghost a thousand times in this little life of mine
Road before my rhyme, old before my time
I could've ghost a thousand times in this little life of mine
I could've ghost a thousand times in this little life of mine
Road before my rhyme, old before my time
I could've ghost a thousand times in this little life of mine
Old before my time, road before my rhyme
I could've ghost a thousand times in this little life of mine
Road before my rhyme, old before my time
I could've ghost a thousand times in this little life of mine
Some reckless little fuckers from the noughties
Riding round in chordeys, drinking liquor like we Geordies
Before I told 'em "take me in", nanny tried support me
Tried take me in
Older brothers caught me, tried break me in
Had me out for days on end, I never thought them days would end
Shit I done seen my friends turn snake and seen my mates pretend
I was rocking Primark, couldn't even get no H&M
Shit daddy's gone and mum ain't never been the same again
There weren't no food up in my house, we couldn't pay the rent
Mummy said "you made your bed", truth I never made my bed
Drop where I lay my head, all I knew was pain from then
Caught up in the cycle, how that system really made us men
And I ain't living there but nanny's held a raid again
She getting older, she's stressing, I told her save her strength
This lifestyle crazy tense and I ain't tryna play the bench
Shit
Old before my time, road before my rhyme
I could've ghost a thousand times in this little life of mine
Road before my rhyme, old before my time
I could've ghost a thousand times in this little life of mine
I'm tryna get it then what else?
I'm up and down, I'm hitting sales
I take that change, I take that short, I'm Tesco, every little helps
I was up all night to get some, call me Franky not Pharrell
I've been in and out of prison, mummy feeling like she failed
I did my 21st in Aylesbury, eighteen down the block in Felts
I turned sweet sixteen in Warren Hill, imagine how I felt
But now they feel me like I'm Braille
Picture little white Jamal hanging pictures in my cell
I never had a pot to piss in, now I'm pissing on the world
Probably tipsy with my girl, got her stripping to Miguel
Remember I was living Hell, bare fuckery and betrayal
Losing people ain't what does you, it's the living with yourself
Road before my rhyme, old before my time
I could've ghost a thousand times in this little life of mine
Road before my rhyme, old before my time
I could've ghost a thousand times in this little life of mine
