-Verse 1- I'm someone else, But still the same someone, The one tryna leave a legacy, And I've felt like a failure, Things ain't the best, but are a little greater, And I'm still on that stairway, While I climb, you can pave your own way, Hark back to the old days, I was homegrown, Well seasoned, that's the perks of being homemade, Around the everyday dreamers, And a couple man dealing cocaine, Just to better ourselves, Or to better oneself, And abiding the law see that, We never proclaimed, Gotta live honest lives but, Say too much find yourself ostracized, On the one hand..., Not every thoughts gotta be vocalised, I'll speak my mind coz Kayes Mensah don't play; No games coz Kayes Mensah don't front, Know my lane, but you you're a joker, Clout chaser, you're coming like Roger from American Dad, Bare persona's, But I serve like an Adidas Stan Smith, One look that fits all, So the balls my in my court, and I bat quick, Got the bandwidth, And I'm not here just to fill a quota, Do my dirt from the back, Work my delts and lats till I'm built like a cobra, Then attack when I've built from the back, Come like I'm coached by Pep Guardiola, They wanna how I applied the press, You ain't got legs, career's partly over, I'm that 6 that assists, With a ping like a Pirlo, You're more like Nigel Reo-Coker; Had a few ups and downs, been up..., Then man would fall like a leaf in october, Gotta bear this weight on my shoulder, Until I can flip like one motorola, Until I can flip like some coca cola, Until I can flip like one Q or Z, Meanwhile your whole styley's mediocre, Your EP launch was way below par. -Hook- First name's K to the S, Think twice if you try to mistake it again...; First name's K to the S, From the north from the lanes where I straight represent...; Mensah, First name's K to the S, Think twice if you try to mistake it again, Take man for a fool that I don't recommend, For the sake of your head and chest, That's Mensah, First name's K to S, From the north from the lanes where I straight represent, Not fake, been real, Coz I hate to pretend been on my own it's a bit late to befriend. -Verse 2- When I get paid, gotta save dough, I ain't broke, but can't live for the moment, Was a kid, fingers on lips, Seen but not heard, now I'm so outspoken, You don't need to acknowledge my best effort, Fuck your gestures, they're all token, Fuck your praises, fuck your accolades, I already knew that a man was chosen, Spent too much time on the mountain, Could've been Logan, could've been Snowdon, Could've been the sub-zero Eskimo flow I developed, When conditions were stone cold frozen, Yeah I struggled at first but now, I could do this with my eyes closed blindfolded, Hungry yeah, I could eat a horse, hide your livestock, Coming through looking like a trojan. -Hook- Take man for a fool that I don't recommend, For the sake of your head and chest, That's Mensah, First name's K to S, From the north from the lanes where I straight represent, Not fake, been real, Coz I hate to pretend been on my own it's a bit late to befriend.

Verse 1: It's a little bit ironic, Wanna do more, but haven't got the time for it, Like I'm chasing my tail, Don't even know what the prize is but I've got my eyes on it, On my so called route to success, Burned bridges with friends, Kept family ties knotted, Either way they've all gotta say, And not one of them's been putting funds in my pocket; Need to be a bit more selfish if I'm honest, Can't be offering a helping hand, Coz if it were the other way round, Know a couple man that would hang me out the dry in a rainforest, Why? coz the hustle they hate on it, Would given up from long time, if I came to make profit, Man lose heart and give up, Be patient and wait on it, And if need be, pray on it; And if it weren't for the Lord above, Then I ain't gonna lie see this whole mind of mine could've lost it, Come like the powers dem were working against me, But I saw through the sorcerer's plot twist, It still feel like my time and my shots missed, I dwelled and got pissed but life's full of tragic and unfortunate losses, And I don't wanna rot up in a corporate office; But same way one can benefit from the knowledge, Cutting through the professional world, Up against them man with inherited wealth, Learned the dynamic so for that manna owe homage, Scrapped the blueprint the whole landscape's demolished, Part by part dismantle the machine, I deaded off plan A, got another plan B, With support from friends and love from family. Hook: (Only one shall rule) Only the real will inherit the kingdom, Sought God and its righteousness, We're righteous first, They can't stand the sight of us, Cock the wap and let that burst, Before the money and growth, I was spitting these bars, All a man just had was his word, Life stories in the space of a verse. x2 Verse 2: ... Cee how the plot thickened, Bragging rights come god-given, Observe another doctrine, With rules that were not written nowadays gotta chat, Wass for the clout through an online account, All bark and no bite, But would cry if they got bitten, Watch them sing like Bob Dylan, Deprive 'em of oxygen; Strangle a throat ..., I said strangle a throat, Adopt a heavy-handed approach, You'd be mad to approach, Yeah I rap with candid approach, Forthright in my speech, With a bag full of flows, Never lack the control while you, MC's all copy and paste wid your template flows, Real rap's dead, It's a fact I suppose, But a fact I oppose nonetheless; Industries fake but I've come to finesse, Friends re-align then they turn into foes, It's a letdown, but I'm learning to cope, Mistakes will get made, I've been yearning for growth, Reflect on my thoughts, so the past I evoke, But meanwhile, they're all clowns or comedians, Either way, I'm starting to think that their work is a joke, Go act like a bitch, an example for hoes; Watchful eye like a guard on patrol, But manna roam free never bailed or paroled, These jokers, can't be asked with them folk I'm achieving my goal, My bro should've marked the far post, Better know it's not a laugh and a joke, Following my own rules and committed, You had part ways so the terms are annulled.

Verse 1: Back in the day Had it all figured out Well that's what I thought Giving it the gift of the gab And I didn't wanna listen Back then yeah I had a lot of talk Coz I was the man Well, that's what I thought I blamed all those girls That were just tryna help I was so insecure My attitudes poor Well it was Might still be Innocent until proven guilty Dealt in half truths when I could've just lied Pulled the wool over eyes And made it look silky but It is what it is What's meant to be, well eventually will be Even though I fear what comes next Take it back to the start and Then plan like a real g Hook: We plan we move Go again from the start Now we got the ball rolling It's how I'm coping Or I'll pen up some bars And I'll start offloading We plan we move Go again from the start Now we got the ball rolling It's how I'm coping Or I'll pen up some bars And I'll start offloading Verse 2: When things get over the top Take it back to the basics Rediscover your values And interpret your purpose Don't over-contemplate it Can't live my life chasing a payslip When my wage stopped chasing inflation Need to do more prayer meditation Can't turn to God on a part-time basis So Gotta be more thankful Won't be dealt tings that I can't handle But more time I beg for forgiveness That's why prayers hands look like a handful So Keep my energy natural But I know when business is business Compare the forecast to the actual But we got two definitions of riches Verse 3: In 2-10 I was a yout' then I'm a OG in this I come through with the sweetest chicks They broke me Now call when they need a fix Like babe I need the dick They don't want me broke So I act diva-ish Got a new ting With mood swings She brings breakfast in bed to you Heads incredible Sex exceptional She don't lay there like some vegetable When we meet I leave with a full belly and empty testicles Dudes that ain't got a life be mocking yours Bad energy comes with a toxic force I set goals smash and wanted more I kick 'em down I ain't knocking doors Verse 4: How many times did I reset (Aight this ain't working man) Like fuck what they want I ain't getting my needs met (Mm-mm) They want me the same But I switched the lanes I'm coming like G-Frsh And I put the G in genius I put the G in grafting Fuck it let's get it started (Let's go) I came up short before But back to the drawing board (Go back, go back) One step Back to hold my thoughts I better move forward more It got dark I got lost I let go and let God I learnt more when I lost Progress at all costs from the start

Hook: I been plotting and scheming, If it bangs I'll bring my whole team in, Heard them man been ducking and diving, But they should've been bobbing and weaving, And tryna get even... But I fancy my odds, Not stuck up on road still pattern my dealings, Stay glistening, gleaming, F the haters and heathens. Verse: F the haters I'll chief 'em... because "reasons", But never get it twiss cah I never need a reason, In their heads, yeah I'm living rent-free but in mine, they are not home, Got love for my enemies, Like a syndrome related to Stockholm, How have I never been Sweden? Lemme move on it's time...it's that season; Gotta my shit moving, Think you're a top MC then prove it, They hop in the booth, record one likkle tune, Every prick and his aunt's now doing it, From Wandsworth to Willesden, Tottenham to Tooting, Everyone's crashing and booting, All dashing and looting, But they should've bobbing and weaving. Hook: I been plotting and scheming, If it bangs I'll bring my whole team in, Heard them man been ducking and diving, But they should've been bobbing and weaving, And tryna get even... But I fancy my odds, Not stuck up on road still pattern my dealings, Stay glistening, gleaming, F the haters and heathens. Verse 2: Could've got him down on a black man cycle, Have em' dead on arrival, But I just turned a blind eye I'm not deading a rival, Coz I favour survival, Can't live a life in denial, Never really felt I've ever belonged, But it was long to belong to a gang that's tribal, On my own wave that I surf like a tidal, Victim of hood mentality, Prick wanna get at me, Instincts...flick it on primal, Hit with a flash that's final, Get your head back turned like a vinyl, Quick turnaround, As a matter of fact, yours heads a little wham it could take me a while, Oooo you got hitters yeah? Think I'm a clown? I'll rise up the ting, turn that smile to a ...

Truth of the matter is I hate and I love this; Didn't wanna do it, when I do it; I've gotta do it justice; Lost passion, veins became bloodless; Remained grounded and retained substance; Took a step back and gave it some judgement; Thought I was stuck where I didn't wanna be; I imagined things differently; I had to adjust them; Morals guide me, so respect my compass; Like to think that I try my best, but if I can't make that work..., An injustice; A disservice, Dereliction of duty, Bottom line if I don't reach my potential it's a damn shame, But in all honesty I'm the, One at fault, and only have myself to blame; Built a life that one can sustain, Through passion and love, Give a fuck about fame, But remember the name that's Mensah, Command respect when I enter. (x2) Straight to the point, Come like everybody raps, couldn't care for the noise, While you do it for the clout; This gave me a voice, It's gone beyond choice, it's been my life, No regrets, could've been that guy, Lost count of all of those sleepless nights; But back-a-them-days used to get so annoyed, There was no progress, never felt so devoid, So distant, Bro I was socially distanced, long before COVID, Coz like fuck I avoid, No pain, no gain, no fucks come like I took 10 opioids, Fuck all them opp boy tryna figure out the ploy, Let's go for a joyride without the joy, No pressure, I'm poised..., Let's seperate the men from the boys, 1 nil ting, I don't drop points! Lemme carry om teaching em. Old school T like Ferdy & Iverson, Old school guard like Teddy & Ledley, Around the turn of the century, Bruv I hated the ends, and back then it was deadly, Kicking ball in the park wid a few other guys, and I..., Said something on a sly, Two twos, getting ducked down with a kitchen knife, was a young boy, It's still tucked in the memory among other things..., Enveloped in this pain and confusion, Alongside that a bit of a suffering, So faith I found comfort in, Served in church on a Sunday, And by Monday, I'm harbourings sins, Sunday back again, repent and repeat, To the Lord I beseech... But the truth is I've always been a bit of a geek, Liked to learn, had to learn a couple ways of the street though, Couple man got in too deep..., Certain man held a bit of heat, Live and learn, no mistakes to repeat, so, In a heated discussion..., Couldn't call upon no older brothers or cousins, Bruv I had to just done them, two-three up with the mandem, But moretime I rolled out on my jack jones, so how it goes, Little Kof' had to grow a backbone, Walked with my chest when I'm on a backroad, It could've been peak, but it was never that though, See your block wouldn't touch that with bargepole, But your headback, hit that wid a bargepole, Yeah you can watch, but nah you can't roll, Fire and smoke, turn man into charcoal... Oh, oh, Menzz is it really that though's what you're asking, But I couldn't give a fuck what you're thinking, Fitting in? Brudda what the fuck was I thinking, These fake dons, I can't mix with, Can't roll wid a bro that don't know himself, Or still fronting for girls, Was time to make a change, how long can a snowball last in hell? My mental health, yeah I've sought help every year, Year on year for the last 8 sutten years, I developed new fears, More panic and tears, Couldn't see through coming like living room sheers, And for each one I conquered, It weren't often, I found drive, had to lift it up a couple gears, Blood sweat and tears, Over-advanced, Have to enter upper tiers; I'll punch out your teeth, then buy you vinnears, So selfless, It's a little bit savage, but selfless, Felt helpless, always had hope to help me cope, No hook no rope, climbing steeper slopes, Can you relate? Well, maybe not but at least you know, I still... Moving real, on a half price deal, Offer ends Tuesday, come redeem your code, Man of integrity ... but the game lacks class, Like everyone's dargs but they all lack pedigree, No ties, no lineage, While I'm tryna leave legacy; Time's so impatient, our one common enemy, But the only evil that's necessary, No matter who you are, it's hereditary, Life on this earth, it come like one tenancy..., Can't make a meal with no recipe, So I just shoot on the spot like penalty same way I gotta take more risks, 9-5 life can't be the death of me, Same way, it might as well be, It's the only place where I've had consistency, But I'm in it for the long haul, Few rocky shores, but I'm still on-board, Now I'm done with the forlorn attitude, Everyday praising the most high for my life for another day, Whilst showing gratitude, When I could've been out shotting food, But I'm on a whole another latitude, To them protractor angles, you're a dunce and a damn fool, If you think I'm gonna put myself around you, Trailblaze my own lane, or avenue, Just do it like 'Ye, trust me I'm bound2, If you want you can call this a promise, Thoughts of a prophet, Bruv I've been doing this before I even thought of a profit or views, More losses than dues, Bruv I live life modest; Living life modest…, But the game's so toxic, It's like every other day a soul's sold for a profit, No morals or doctrine, Whatever will line them mans pockets or wallets, But I gotta admit it….can get like that, and I get that, See your bag bro, better get that, Don't lose your way cah the way home's far, I'm too real for this, So fuck it, I'm BARRED.

Intro: So much polo but I don't own a horse, Roadblocks are just part of the course, Finer things, Designer tings, Diamonds rings, But life's... x2 Verse 1: So much polo but I don't own a horse, Roadblocks are just part of the course, Finer things, Designer tings, Diamonds rings, But life's so much more, Eat chicken and chips in my rare garms, Manners can be rare charm, Me and Mensah been plotting for years, Bare late nights and cold beers, Gotta elite flows, Make you wanna repeat flows, Like I got the cheat code, Got enough sleep, Pray, eat, and repeat those, Glide on beats in my deep tone, Writing to tracks on the train to London, Blessings I got in abundance, NUZU fucking up the function, Blessings I got in abundance, what? Hook: Takeaways, Now we're dining in, From a high-ends, She wearing diamond rings, She wanna breakaway from designer things, But she can't resist all them finer things; Breakaway from designer things, I know cah it was me she confided in; Hmm... It's enlightening, Life's made up of them bigger and brighter things. Verse 2: Was raised up in a humble place, But she minted like an after eight, She was into them man that dealt up on a road, But she likes how I make my doh in other ways, I'm in another lane ... there's a cost, One week its Nobu, the next Novikov, With her eyes lighting up just like a flambe, I just wanted a spag bowl - yup the bolognese, But that's another day ... ...another wave, Back to basics time for change so she says, Been saying this since last year around May, Now she wanna book another 5 star holiday, I can't accommodate (you don't even like flying), Life's kinda short gotta live it I get that, But babe there's a time and place, And didn't you say it was time to breakaway, nah? Hook: Takeaways, Now we're dining in, From a high-ends, She wearing diamond rings, She wanna breakaway from designer things, But she can't resist all them finer things; Breakaway from designer things, I know cah it was me she confided in; Hmm... It's enlightening, Life's made up of them bigger and brighter things. Verse 3: Air-Force 1's, Won't even spend on a Air Jordan, Why would I spend on you, You're dumb... (Listen, I dont even know the difference between a wine and a champers, so buy me a fruit shoot man), Who decides on the finer tings, Its minor tings, Life on a timer ting, (I'm not gonna lie, that Armani would suit your Burqa still), If I say that it's hard then it's hard, My god, Trendsetter, Boy better know that I'm better, When I go market, I'm an eastender. Bridge: Time to break away from all the trends, Time to break away from all the waves and names, You ain't a slave, Call me double-tapped when I rap the facts, Coz the 'gram is a game, Let's live a life not living this way, Just mine and your eyes not on display, Not for a pic later will be your display, Sometimes in life you gotta risk take. x2 Hook: Takeaways, Now we're dining in, From a high-ends, She wearing diamond rings, She wanna breakaway from designer things, But she can't resist all them finer things; Breakaway from designer things, I know cah it was me she confided in; Hmm... It's enlightening, Life's made up of them bigger and brighter things. x2

Hook: Wanna tally up wins, Gotta take more risks, Gotta be more daring, When I'm low I know most ain't caring, Now I'm out 'ere brave face wearing; Now I'm out 'ere brave face sporting, Matching the north face and the jordans, More time I'm good on my ones, Just me and my Captain Morgan's. x2 Verse: Got a powerful mind it's a gift and a curse, I overthink... that's me at my worst, My best when I'm billing up beats and spraying these words, And where would we be if Bob and the Wailers never wrote Three Little Birds, Thump that, whenever I'm down in a dumps When I feel like I'm sunk in the dirt; Nobody cares work harder ..., That's when a lot of bubble's burst, When you fell that musta have hurt, Looking round like "rah whose got the nerve?" See I'm tryna make a starting line up, Had enough of reserves, I got drive and got passion got verve, I work hard can't let this fall upon deaf ears, Coz moretime I wanna get paid to be heard. Hook: Wanna tally up wins, Gotta take more risks, Gotta be more daring, When I'm low I know most ain't caring, Now I'm out 'ere brave face wearing; Now I'm out 'ere brave face sporting, Matching the north face and the jordans, More time I'm good on my ones, Just me and my Captain Morgan's. Verse 2: They'll die for the fame... These time it's the hope that kills you, The grind come like a kill move, But this music will move, I move minds fuck units, Like I educate students, Put in work from evening till dawn, Till noon on the next day after, That's the life of a grafter, Brave it like a true master; That's the life of the brave and bold, Let em speculate coz it's better that they don't know, Fight with myself as of late I've been on a roll, Time to up levs, the results-dem have gotta show, And I brave through the storm of the unknown, Scouse ting, you'll never walk alone, Must be the will to help out in a moral tone, In a moral tone, In a moral...yeah. Bridge: Be the change you wanna see; Embrace the faith, you gotta leap; Embodying two key traits that's, Integrity & honesty. Hook: Wanna tally up wins, Gotta take more risks, Gotta be more daring, When I'm low I know most ain't caring, Now I'm out 'ere brave face wearing; Now I'm out 'ere brave face sporting, Matching the north face and the jordans, More time I'm good on my ones, Just me and my Captain Morgan's. x3

Hook: Made a return affi dust off the pad again, Cif it, cillit bang, Leave it all dazzling, And I'm focused my brudda, Stay patterning, See my work and my life all balancing; Every move gonna make it count, Digit? Flip it, cash, Count like an abacus, What you got in store ain't got nutten on my cabinet, Fuck all them amateurs. x2 Verse 1: I'm a man of my faith, I say a prayer every day, But my thoughts stay sketched like stencil, Gimme the flicky man sharpen that pencil, And I flip the whole food, got grains, lentils, So I stick to my roots like a molar, I'll never be toothless, Oh you, thought I ain't on dental, you, Probably thought my ting was gentle, but; The Lord knows that I'm tryna redeem, With the hope some luck can fall in my palms, Mother said take time and then go read the psalms, And I plan to, but now its a little bit long, On crud cool bro then I'm calling your bluff, Ganged up with your squad, but I'm sure it's a front, We can all get a mill(ion), if God's willing enough, Bold statements, trust me I'm talking up. Hook: Made a return affi dust off the pad again, Cif it, cillit bang, Leave it all dazzling, And I'm focused my brudda, Stay patterning, See my work and my life all balancing; Every move gonna make it count, Digit? Flip it, cash, Count like an abacus, What you got in store ain't got nutten on my cabinet, Fuck all them amateurs. x2 Verse: I ain't in a get-along gang, No, Do this ting on my so-lo's, Oh my, Who's back with a reload, Can't run out of bars, That's am-mo, Manna stay calm and collected, Still buss a quick move, Straight cash empty the till, Count that like an abacus, real, Niggas like me always footing the bill, If it's on then it's on my darg, Kayes got the gas like it's shell my darg, Lemme shell my darg, Six feet my darg, Opps them gonna need a body bag my darg, I'm on job my darg, Free lunch my darg, Swear down I was pressed when I read my psalms, I don't need no arms, Give an MC leng, Who's on what, I tell 'em where and when. Verse 3: Tall, built and brownin', You don't wanna get dumped in Kentish Town-in, Leave a man frowning, Leave a man downing (cap), You dont wanna ramp, Them man are all clowning, How many man got a Garnet pounding, Need an abacus for my counting, When I get mad man run-up in housing; Take time like a stroller, Pattern road roller, Hard back African, No Angola, Power like solar, Mic controller, Necksin your girlfriend's neck like a shoulder, Touch my pees, Bend man like a folder, Kentish Town, Nobody colder, Not from Barnet town, I am your Uncle's older. Hook: Made a return affi dust off the pad again, Cif it, cillit bang, Leave it all dazzling, And I'm focused my brudda, Stay patterning, See my work and my life all balancing; Every move gonna make it count, Digit? Flip it, cash, Count like an abacus, What you got in store ain't got nutten on my cabinet, Fuck all them amateurs. x2

Verse: Making returns, had to dust off the pad again, What you have in store, ain't got shit on my cabinet, Every move I make it count, coming like an abacus, But it ain't all glamorous, Defo ain't for amateurs, My mind's clear as day, and my confidence is quiet, Yet I'm in your head-back, rent-free, Kayes Mensah's the inhabitant, Time to talk on certain ting, breaking abstinence, Speak with deity flows, far from blasphemous; You call it arrogance, I call it certainty, I know my capabilities, I speak very earnestly, Undoubtedly, slow calm & candidly, Here's a work of art, I canvas my craft, fuck a gallery, But my biggest trait … that I'm self-aware, I know my limits, know my fears…yeah, I'm sometimes scared, I might act a little weird, but nonetheless, Pass the pen, I'll engineer success, an architect; And watch me rise like a skyscraper from the pavement, Rarely speak rarely heard, they lacking concentration, I could a make a lot of noise, do up confrontation, But I exercise patience ... (The one true virtue) Soon you'll pay the price, My advice it would've cost you less to pay attention, Though it ain't your obligation, Ain't your remit, Just my observation ... Fucking hell I've deeped it, Hook: Come a long way, Been long while, A lot of man have gone insane, Could have gone wild, So we say a prayer, While we bow our heads, Ask God to keep us planted on the firm ground, Come a long way, Been long while, People tell me dash my dreams, Cah we're getting old now, How they arrived at that? I dunno how, I dunno how, I dunno... I dunno how they got there, Must be biased negativity, How they harbour toxicity, I dunno how, Do they lack ability, wanna take it out on me, How they gonna talk to me bro, I dunno how, Wanna ... walk a mile in my shoes, I dunno how, Follow my path or avenue, I dunno how, Accommodating bad attitudes, I dunno how, I dunno how, I dunno, yeah.