Late Night in Ladbroke Grove V2

Lyrics

Verse 1
​Yeah,
Listen,
I’m back in the spot where the light’s dim,
Thinking 'bout the brothers that’ll sink just to might swim.
The climate’s changing, but the forecast is still grim,
Another young G tryna fill it to the brim.
He’s chasing the 'Home Alone' dream, McCallister,
But the feds are watching close, lurking with the canister.
I seen 'em trade their character for a bit of gold,
Now they’re out here in the cold, feeling ten years old.
Me? I’m more 'Los Pollos Hermanos' with the business,
Clean on the surface, keeping God as my witness.
But I remember the smell of the damp in the hallway,
Trying to make a pound stretch throughout the whole day.
​Chorus
​It’s the lifestyle, the highs and the lows of it,
Looking for the beauty, tryna find the prose of it.
From the street lights to the stage lights, we’re glowing,
But the weight of the game is always showing.
Yeah, it’s just the lifestyle.
​Verse 2
​Yo,
Check the technique, it’s classic, it’s timeless,
I’m moving through the city, keep the motives mindless.
They’re talking ‘bout the kilos and the chrome,
But they’re terrified to sit inside a room all alone.
It’s a cycle, the centrifuge spinning,
Nobody really knows who’s actually winning.
Is it the man with the watch or the man with his peace?
‘Cause one’s on the run and the other’s on a lease.
I’m at the brunch now, eggs over easy,
Thinking how the life used to make me feel queasy.
But I flipped the perspective, I changed up the lens,
Now I’m making more music and I’m making less ends.
Proper.