No Where

Lyrics

[Verse 1] (Man's back like I never went no where) I'm just tryna get a mil in Private island chillin' [?] distraction I ain't got time for the women but I see you man in the club pillin' I think about shows and, how much can my name bring in Seen so many man make a killin' I got what it takes out 'ere but nobody ain't givin' And to be livin' you gotta make a livin' Certain man sell, get caught, go prison Other man sell, get corporate visions Stores and business, fortunes risen Trap in a office, score some systems [?], mortgage picking Started with nothing but drawing pictures It's back to the basics, chord-less writtens Opening Fruity, call it riddims I went in, you were boring spitting And they missed their father, orphans wishing So when I came back they were more than grinning Swerve in my lane you would stall in minutes Haters talking, absorb and listen 'Cause all I can see is a flawless ribbon tied round your name Mother mourning, ball lickers calling for war is a poor decision I feel like I've been reborn and christened To stop I get all provisions, my course is driven It's important that I don't abort the mission I see myself touring Britain Fresh outfits, five courses given [?] is spitting Name and a dressing room door, I'm digging Taking the best but you're more than fibbing, It's awkward [Chorus] (Man's back like I never went no where) Back in the flesh (Oh yeah) If there's a cheque (Go there) We keeping it fresh (Cold air) We leaving them stress (Don't care) And we be the best (So rare) Man's back like I never w- [Verse 2] I've been writing verses Reciting lines and words My mind was blurred so I reversed and went back to the moment when I first thought that my time's emerging Back on the pitch Tactics are sick, I ain't clapping to miss 'cause the grind is certain The signs are [?] No campaigns, no videos like I [?] disturbing Chance to improve Back from amnesia reminiscing inside of the darkest of rooms Nobody's in charge of the truth 'cause it's hard to remove But I know that I'm the last of the few I'm the last [?] view So certy with the archive of grime surpassing the new But that saga is through No sing-a-long, straight bars going hard so I lava the tune Better capture the wordplay They're [?] that I'm back like a [?] [?] see straps at his birthday I don't wanna aim and attack but I'll make a pagan collapse like a block of flats in a earthquake South West London's my birthplace where I first showed them the work rate MCs get spun like turntables, no need for a survey Brudda's still sin on a church day Test me, I'll sky a man down if it's wordplay I hit a show, [?] for the chicks man gamble Others manhandle and strangle and that's how they earn change [?] I could make hits for Blur but I prefer to spit my preserved pain In the studio gripping my phone tryna fix [?] verse that was sick on the first play [Chorus x2] (Man's back like I never went no where) Back in the flesh (Oh yeah) If there's a cheque (Go there) We keeping it fresh (Cold air) We leaving them stress (Don't care) And we be the best (So rare) (Man's back like I never went no where)