Books Over Brukdowns

Lyrics

Verse 1
Little man, why you talk ‘bout packs?
GCSEs still lookin' all mad
Snapchat streaks, but your grades all flat
Say you’re on smoke, but you’re failin' at math

You want bust-downs, bus pass first
Mum work two jobs, back still hurts
You brag 'bout loud, but your lungs get worse
Can't read a form, but you’re talkin' 'bout work

Chorus
Stay off the drugs, that’s dead, my yout
Books over brukdowns, pattern your route
You’re not a baller, you’re barely a sub
Don’t be a wasteman, get out of the mud

Stay off the drugs, that’s dead, my yout (dead, my yout)
Trust, there’s more than the block and the zoot
You want respect? Then pattern your brain
Don’t be a wasteman, break out the chain (yeah)

Verse 2
See bro drift off, lost in the smoke
Once had plans, now it’s just broke jokes
Whole day leanin' on the same estate post
Life get short when you live for a toke

Little sis watchin', she copy your stance
Think this life sweet, just 'cause of your chat
You could be first in your fam with a grant
But you’d rather chase clout than a cap and a grad

Chorus
Stay off the drugs, that’s dead, my yout
Books over brukdowns, pattern your route
You’re not a baller, you’re barely a sub
Don’t be a wasteman, get out of the mud

Stay off the drugs, that’s dead, my yout (listen)
Mind stay sharp, let the mandem salute
You want change? Then change what you take
Don’t be a wasteman, upgrade your fate (woah)