[Intro – Prince MINI]
Yeah (x 23)

[Hook – Prince MINI]
Can barely find words to explain
I feel it everyday
No wind and none of the pain
Like the pain when me come through
I wish I could escape
My grind’s the only gate
‘Pon this, you know I tell you straight
My life ah na basic ting
My life story does not start with basically
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
Give my love for this to turn out road

[Verse 1 – Izzie Gibbs]
Yeah
My life
How can I tell, Prince they just on sales
Lord knows I wasn’t living so well
I was sticking thingies on scales
Just a kid that had risen in Hell
On the road still licking them cells
I can’t have my mom visiting jail
I already know what it’s like, I got brothers sick of themselves
Yeah
Hopped inna the field and then they caught him
Black mask, he didn’t get a warning
Now I’m on touring
When I’m in stu, it’s beats, I put my all in
Late night shows, then I’m back on my grind when it’s the morning
You don’t know what it’s like
Seeing your mumsie cry cause she can’t afford shit
Fam, it’s torturing
I’ve been giving the jitsu
But the Devil’s got me sitting in shit too
Me and my mum were pissed, living off tinned food
But a smart yute still can’t get rid of this [?]
Black mask, can’t figure the issue
Thinking in the past I was living on shit food
Now talking to my dawg like “Nigga, it’s issued”
Sitting behind boys who are living the issue
Yeah I’ve been used
You can’t understand the pain that I’ve been through
Seeing Dad beat up Mum and there’s nothing that I could do
I was just a kid who was living in a mess, and my mom was easily giving into stress
So for now I gotta make sure her life is bless
Real shit

[Hook – Prince MINI]
Can barely find words to explain
I feel it everyday
No wind and none of the pain
Like the pain when I come through
I wish I could escape
My grind’s the only gate
‘Pon this, you know I tell you straight
My life ah na basic ting
My life story does not start with basically
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
Give my love for this to turn out road

[Verse 2 – Big Narstie]
BDL
Nastiness
Came through a nasty life with a nasty past
Spent time listening to God because I couldn’t get out of the nasty yard
For anything over a bag
That will get nasty darg
You guys are Division 1’s, my guys are Barclaycard
Crack the 45 for my dargy darg, hearty heart
Making more noise than Mardi Gras
Beef involves your auntie’s car, with your [?] and hearty heart
Nasty and double
I came through the ground like Yeez
Trust, when you don’t want trouble
N double’s got armour, we bring the drama
Trim your head with a Glock like a barber
Really had a father
Family affair and messed up drama
But I cop Burberry and I cop Prada
Man can’t tell me nada, I move this biz’ like a martyr
Come to your house, lick down everything in sight
Who’s that president?
Umbumbata
Welcome to Brixton
The home of the G’s in Gaza
When man put food in a pot
Wibbling what?
Wibbling what, til it’s hard in water
Grown man of the house
Ain’t got no time for cat and mouse
Raising themselves, like their fathers

[Hook – Prince MINI]
Can barely find words to explain
I feel it everyday
No wind and none of the pain
Like the pain when I come through
I wish I could escape
My grind’s the only gate
‘Pon this, you know I tell you straight
My life ah na basic ting
My life story does not start with basically
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
Give my love for this to turn out road