Tuesday, twenty third of January 2018 I'm here with David This is our first session We're just gonna talk about your background Where you're from, any issues you've been dealing with So, where should we start?
Look Stop all the pain How do you stop all the pain, huh? I used to hear a voice when I was praying But nowadays I don't even wanna be saved, nah Fuck that, I don't wanna be saved I was born to be wild, I don't wanna be tame Penance in my blood and I don't wanna be vain But if I'm a psycho then I don't wanna be sane I used to dream of this shit when I was hoppin' on train So, so bad I used to want all the fame My ex-girl wanna shoot a cover for Vogue Which is pretty ironic 'cause she's top of the range If anyone of you take a shot on the track My n****s come back and put a shot on your frame Easy as the alphabet 3 G's in the ring, call me Alvarez My teacher used to say I need counseling Couldn't stop asking me, "What do you feel? " There's so many old scars that they wanna reveal We got off on the wrong foot 'cause I don't want them to heal Nah, but if you're looking for a psycho, you got one I thought I had a screw loose but I lost one 99 problems, money it is not one My currency's Kenyan, that's in it for the long run Tears on the pillow Bruh, I shed so many tears on the pillow I used to tell my teachers but nobody gets it I don't know Clark but I know that I'm a kiddo 'Cause my mummy ain't been home, miss thinks I'm involved Blame my environment, it made me a sicko Furthermore, I should bring that bitch down to Streatham And then make her spend a day in the Vale like a widow Kiddo, we see swords longer than a limo My bros have black Smiths like Jayden and Willow Man, there's weapons over here, we're reppin' over here I'm from the south side but it's Streatham over here No tellin' if you're sellin', hold the wettin' over here Get him over here Who the fuck is checkin' over here? Most my n****s are the ones applying pressure over here Fuck a soul, I can get a n***a peppered over here What? We wanted more, there's a feud on the strip While movin' a brick My n****s went to school with the rich and we were broke Hiding crow in a Rubicon drink Which is funny 'cause that's how we put food in the fridge It weren't mine
Someone tryna live his best life I just wanna take a pretty woman for a test drive If I bring her to my room and I press I guarantee she gonna see the force like a ex-wife People tell me I'm a little bit barmy For my army I need a bottle of Bacardi If it's me and a pouch with my doggy Shawty, you're seein' two stars in the party Fuck all your heard I'm top boy and I ain't givin' man a turn I don't wanna know when pretty women wanna flirt Learn, you can judge a n***a by the women that he curves I love this game, I ain't lost focus I'm a hit maker if you haven't noticed I could be the rapper with a message like you're hoping But what's the point in me being the best if no one knows it? Brother I'm a careful, humble, reckless, arrogant Extravagant, n***a probably battlin' with manic depression Man, I think I'm going mad again It's like I'm happy for a second, then I'm sad again And to my fans, the reason I could get to this You're my drug, the instrumental, my therapist Man, I need some therapy My girl sayin' that she'll never leave I'm scared she's gonna find a better me Deep insecurities Like, what if I don't leave a legacy Money why they check for me Mummy lost respect for me I wish that we could be together but that ain't how life works I used to cry about my dad until my fuckin' eyes burned Nose runnin' You don't know nothin' Before I put a penny on the table, I provided for my family Held my mother's hand through the agony Hey, you ever fall asleep 'cause you don't wanna be awake In a way you're tired of the reality you face? If you're thinkin' 'bout doin' it Suicide doesn't stop the pain, you only move it Lives that you're ruinin' Thoughts of a world without you in it Hiding I ain't psycho, but my life is