Waiting For You

(How is C-dot funded

And where do you get your money from?

The simple answer...)

(Simon trusts you)

How could I ever be done when I know I need more

If I never told Mum I was selling out tours

I'm in the backseat, S-class

Handout, best ask

You were never there before

If I never held guns

If I never held corpse

Funds I can never endorse

I'm in the top-floor penthouse

No sleep, went out

Somethin' in the bedroom drawer

Can never go back

Never go in

Yeah, I done trap

Yeah, I done sin

Yeah, I done things that you might call tapped

But my brain was packed with some thoughts within

I could never go back

Never go in

Yeah, I done rap

Yeah, I done sing

PTSD got my mind all flat

But I can't feel jack

Now I'm fighting sin

Yeah, roll my dice

No rewind

Look at the sky and I remind myself of you

Cross that line

Load up bine

Now you see paradise waiting there for you

Roll my dice

No rewind

Look at the sky and I remind myself of you

Cross that line

Load up bine

Now you see paradise waiting there for you

Look, G, you might my feel trapped and you might feel down

But you put the work in and it comes back 'round

I remember the days that I never felt proud

But I got off my arse and made a whole new sound

Tell me shit, come talk to me now

Shit, cah we're the talk of the town

But I really took risk and irrelevant pounds

I picked my life up, it was falling down, it was falling through

Walk with me and, G, I'll stick by you

Talk been cheap, I don't trust them goons

They don't care about shit, they just care about views

Dream too much, yeah, I'm scared to lose

But it's unintentional, my constant mood

Feeling intellectual the way I move

At a festival with drugs and booze

Yeah, roll my dice

No rewind

Look at the sky and I remind myself of you

Cross that line

Load up bine

Now you see paradise waiting there for you

Roll my dice

No rewind

Look at the sky and I remind myself of you

Cross that line

Load up bine

Now you see paradise waiting there for you