The Start
(Verse 1)
Gimme a beat ane I’m a kill it
People talking all this shit but they ain't really with it
I be
Cruising down open roads
Windows open
Blowing smoke
Feel the wind on my face
People know  It’s a lot to take
Wondering if music is really gonna gimme fame
Gimme Ice on my chain
We Started at the bottom
But we ain’t the same
I got
Flows for days
I’m a poet hey
I might Write a poem Call me William Blake
I got bars until the day I die
Nice rhythm and some nice rhymes
She got
Good humour and a nice smile
Take her on a date
It’s a nice night out let’s watch the sunset until the light dies down
Drop her off at her place
Tell her father what a beautiful daughter he’s raised
Do she like me
Ir am I crazy
I don’t know but let’s hope hope she does maybe
(Verse 2)
Second date let’s just see how it goes
Took her back to my place her clothes were on the floor
I was like
Damn
I ain’t done this before
Hope you got some plan b cos I ain’t got no condoms
Anyways back to me
I’m to smooth on the M I C
Also cool on the R O P H O N E
Some people gonna rewind that shit
Tryna see what I spelt like we reading lines and shit

(Bridge 1)
I’m only young still seventeen
In a few years your gonna see me
On your TV
Centre stage
Crowd screaming my name
I think I might like some fame

(Verse 3)
Anyway
Got no time to waste
We half way done
But i got a lot to say
Gimme a minute and I’ll change your mind
You should view the world through the same vision as mine
I grew up in south West London
Moved from my friends when I was still youngen
Moved to south Croydon that was a task
New kid in the class
Didn’t think a friendship would last
But my guy from day one still listens to my bars
We left primary went took different paths
He was studying everyday whilst I though exams were a laugh
They said I’ll never amount to nothing

I got a vision, I know that I can make it
Not gonna stop
Till I drop dead
Or at least I’ll fake it
Know that to get bread
I gotta bake it
That’s why I’m on this music
Hoping that I’m gonna make it
People talk rubbish but soon I’ll be on there playlist

(Verse 4)
Two wrongs don’t make a right
But One wrong isn’t right either
So I only done the second wrong
So that I could make that shit even
I got this energy and I’m keeping it
I remember years ago I was stealin shit
Now I’m rapping on beats and shit
I ain’t got any beef this is
Not what I’m about
I’m about that bag
Secured it and I’m sealin it
Always wanted never needed it
Life’s a bitch and your just feeding it
Started from bottom
But I’m not at the top yet
When I’m at the top I ain’t gonna stop yeah
Imma be grinding till the day I die
Inheritance goes to kids
They gon be counting my dimes
Admiring the shine
Guess I’m never busy
Cos money is time
But only gonna make money from rhymes
So this start
I hope to see you at the finish line
The finish line