His Story

[Intro]
Let the beat ride as we rise
As life spills from my tongue, even with eyes sealed, I still write my story with love
So check it out

[Verse 1]
Monday morning comes, we hit the lab
Did my first track with the first verse, never turned back
I went home that night, needed back that vibe
All I wanted to do was sit in the studio and write
Next day, 10 o'clock, on my jays
I went back, stray dog
Pen and a pad, banging that same squat
Banging on a dude's door, it's 12 o'clock
Been here for two hours, who's counting, at 11 I was banging on the letterbox, outside, it's baking hot
30 degrees, hoodie still on
Door opens, greeted by a lean-head, jaw swollen, just woken
Yawning like "Morning mate", nah it's almost four I thought you died
He's like "You can't just turn up and walk inside"
What happened last night?
He told me "I can't lie
I should've never let you in plus Jack invested in his equipment, now he's getting pissed
We're letting people in that he's never seen"
I'm like shit, fuck, in the blink of an eye
I think of a lie
Anything to get the ink from the lines on the beat from the sheet
So I told him it's sweet
Jack knows me
And if I give him some P, I can record for a whole week
Not thinking that he could phone man like that yeah I've been caught out
Not thinking about the fact that this plan ain't thought out
I can't even fork out four pound
How can I pay Jack? I couldn't even afford snout
He could walk in while I walk out
I can't back down and turn back now
Plus fuck that 'cause school's boring
To my surprise, he falls for it
Like "Ah well, I guess J-man calmed down
So when do you wanna start pal?"
"Ah fuck it, I'll start now"
So when do you wanna start pal?"
"Ah fuck it, I'll start now"
No handouts
Now look who the man now
Now look who the man now
'Cause I left school when I was fifteen
No one at home to tell me get clean
I got a job washing dishes for a living
Wasn't in it so I quit it
How I did it was a mystery
I didn't do it, it was Mr. E
I didn't rest that week, the rest is history
21 songs better off, one step towards another life
Then Jack walks through the studio door just when I thought I was done in time