KS - CENTRAL Lyrics

I'm from the ends where they boop in ya head
Or knife to your chest
Or where your day ones can leave you for dead
Peer pressures mad cos it can have man sitting in the pen
All these yutes got PTSD
You can hear it in their speech
And paranoia is mad cos it can have man think it's beef
Over things not even that deep but
Put down the ganja pick up the water
We princes from paupers
We qualified on ends
It's the streets that taught us
How you think we made money from quarters
I tell my young g stay out of trouble
And protect your hustle
He said he hears me but
Same day he got into a scuffle and there's a blood pool
How you getting drawn out by dumb yutes
I'm really a hypocrite
I'm sick of this
But I can't even lie I gotta fry bigger fish
Like an old school rave
I remember those days
We was tryna dream chase but the ends got in the way
I gave you advice you choose what to do
What line we on, I think we on the central
In the streets
Fear of God essential
Ask God protect you
And guide you
Cos more teeth than dental
One stray can end you
They wanted hand but what did I do
I lent two
I wasn't making it out of the ends kicking ball
I make music now
I'm tryna market like a stall
Market like Ian
No beef like Vegan
Cos people changing like the seasons
Especially when you're doing well for yourself
I played the cards I was dealt
All the pain that I felt
I always got up when I fell
I had to
I love my brother like Grant and Phil
All the tings I've been in I'm surprised I'm standing still
I done a lot of things that could of got a man killed
Everyday I thank God forreal
I will
Still catch a 25 for Shaquile
I will
I'm outside in the field
I'm so real
Never sign a 360 deal
All that pain really made man
We was asking for wishes with praying hands
All the times they didn't pay us back
We didn't drive them times there we took train there and back
Hoping over barriers
Running from feds Mo Farah with the stamina
Then back the way we came like Noel Gallagher
Defend my team like Carragher
I'm glad I patterned up
I'm glad I'm rapping
I'm glad I made it through all the madness
Cos what if, just imagine
I never survived that day it would of been tragic

I'm from the ends where they boop in ya head
Or knife to your chest
Or where your day ones can leave you for dead
Peer pressures mad cos it can have man sitting in the pen
All these yutes got PTSD
You can hear it in their speech
And paranoia is mad cos it can have man think it's beef
Over things not even that deep but
Put down the ganja pick up the water
We princes from paupers
We qualified on ends
It's the streets that taught us
How you think we made money from quarters
I tell my young g stay out of trouble
And protect your hustle
He said he hears me but
Same day he got into a scuffle and there's a blood pool
How you getting drawn out by dumb yutes
I'm really a hypocrite
I'm sick of this
But I can't even lie I gotta fry bigger fish
Like an old school rave
I remember those days
We was tryna dream chase but the ends got in the way
I gave you advice you choose what to do
What line we on, I think we on the central
In the streets
Fear of God essential
Ask God protect you
And guide you
Cos more teeth than dental
One stray can end you
They wanted hand but what did I do
I lent two
I wasn't making it out of the ends kicking ball
I make music now
I'm tryna market like a stall
Market like Ian
No beef like Vegan
Cos people changing like the seasons
Especially when you're doing well for yourself
I played the cards I was dealt
All the pain that I felt
I always got up when I fell
I had to
I love my brother like Grant and Phil
All the tings I've been in I'm surprised I'm standing still
I done a lot of things that could of got a man killed
Everyday I thank God forreal
I will
Still catch a 25 for Shaquile
I will
I'm outside in the field
I'm so real
Never sign a 360 deal
All that pain really made man
We was asking for wishes with praying hands
All the times they didn't pay us back
We didn't drive them times there we took train there and back
Hoping over barriers
Running from feds Mo Farah with the stamina
Then back the way we came like Noel Gallagher
Defend my team like Carragher
I'm glad I patterned up
I'm glad I'm rapping
I'm glad I made it through all the madness
Cos what if, just imagine
I never survived that day it would of been tragic