Coming Up (feat. Mnelia)

Coming up I fell in love with the hustle

I was into my money, not no kisses and cuddles

Yo, I was thirteen when I hit my first spliff

Showed love to olders and they never deserved it

My pedal bike broke and I got sick of selling dope

I seen S getting money and that shit give me hope (Free him)

Yo, I was fifteen, selling weed from my mum's crib

Kept the mash in my room, I was doing some dumb shit

Before Glowz went jail, we used to chill in his hostel

Stopped talking to my pops cah he was pissed that I dropped school (RIP)

If I had one wish, then you know that I'd bring him back

To try and make him proud and just show I'm a bigger man

I was stressing out my mummy, getting nicked up in O.T.

Dex showed me a blueprint, my ****'s a O.G.

My first food case, yo, I got nicked with some pebble shots

Cah me, Glowz and Jay were hitting sales on a pepper block (Grippin')

Heard them **** asking, "Where he at?"

Carrying the city on your back

All three-six-five

Still right on time

I been gone, they struggling to relax

Waiting for the real to come back

Got me and mine

Don't ask, I'm fine

When I was coming up, Jas was killing the weed ting

And the judge took the piss with the bird that Greaze did

When I was coming up, the olders told me I'd be rich

Had to focus on myself before I really could see shit

Cah who would have thought that I'd be up in the charts?

Yo, from Feltham exercise, doing dips on the yard

Dex took me to the stove, I started whipping up work

I shed a tear for Big S when he got hit with a bird

Yo, when shit falls apart, I make things come together

I pattern with the trappers and I'll step with the steppers

I was showing off the spinners, we was chilling off in Steppa's

When I was coming up, I used to thrive under pressure

In a '12 Punto, I was puffing on endo

Ever seen so much dough from a spot, you can't let go?

Your face so bait you give a fuck if the feds know

Cah you spin a hundred racks every month off a peb phone

Heard them **** asking, "Where he at?"

Carrying the city on your back

All three-six-five

Still right on time

I been gone, they struggling to relax

Waiting for the real to come back

Got me and mine

Don't ask, I'm fine

Heard them **** asking, "Where he at?"

Carrying the city on your back

All three-six-five

Still right on time

I been gone, they struggling to relax

Waiting for the real to come back

Got me and mine

Don't ask, I'm fine