Golden House

Last year was good

The year before was good

But things got deep

I’m feeling better

Things got better

It’s all sweet

Labels got budget there but things are tight it can’t be freed

Alright then

Alright

So to speak

Labels got budget there nuff budget there but not for me

What do you mean?

In my eyes

What do you see?

Probably nothing

Must be lean

Where I’m from

You don’t do that

Where I’m from

They know me

They know Harv if

They know beats

Boundary Road

That’s my street

I grew up there

Know that’s me

I’m on smoke and don’t smoke weed

Long nights

Stuck outside

Rather be

Stuck inside

Golden House

Sunday night

Know that I seen off

Duck and rice

Real people

Tough to find

Most people

Duck and hide

Most people

Close the blinds

It’s easier to pay no mind

I can’t let off

I don’t wanna talk about it just pen off

That’s how I deal with things n get off

That’s how i feel about things I been on

I was up early

Milks and Kellogg

I was in Manchester with family

I was in Leeds when I slapped his head off

Give me a thing to benefit off

Calm

Gimme a thing to feel zen off

I got so much music there that

I could have a greatest hits or best of

I don’t wanna make or break year then what

I don’t wanna find I’ve more things to spend on

Should slow down or then what

Just keep going until head’s gone

That’s not really it

You’re signed to a major

Do some modelling

But you’re really shit

Don’t matter the time of day you drop

Does it really tick

Ten thousand people bought my tickets

Cos I really spit

With budget

I’d be really big

But they ain’t got that

So for now

It’s Golden House

Golden hour in the Malvern hills

And yeah but I do miss south