Pride Will Win ft. Brieya May Lyrics

Really I'm fine

Really I'm fine

How can I show people life from my point of view

I make it seem easy but thats just not the truth

My mind is very hurtful

Travelling to the shadows

What will I see

What will I see

I'm from a place where the solution is to buy a bag

And when you're craving some affection then you try a slag

So if you send a are you up then I'll be piping that

But if you send a how are you I won't be typing back

We're from a place where you will never hear a cry for help

When you got bills you gotta pay, what will crying help?

So all the pubs and all the plugs will keep a clientele

When you feeling stuck I swear there'll always be a might as well

And our mentality is dealing with the hand you're dealt

So in reality the dealer only man that help

Because reaching out is like the hardest thing to do

When you don't even reach within you just wanna be the man as well

Where I'm from it feels rare to understand yourself

I guess that happens when you grow up and your plan is wealth

To paper cracks you need the paper so we working hard and burning out

Because we grew up believing that a grand will help

All our goals are just material their due to die

Like he gone buy his dream car and then he'll lose drive

He gone realise after driving it a few times

Now it's just a car and he still dreaming of a new life

And maybe everybody dreaming of a newer day

And still regretting all the moments that we threw away

None's in the present untill we've had a few

And that works why would I be looking for a newer way

Some will place a bet then place another when they lose a bit

And I'll just have a pint while other man will have a zoot to hit

And some will have a fight and they minding if they bruise a bit

But nothing really works because no ones at the root of it

So some are tryna fuck until their hitting up a newer bitch

Some are getting fucked up on the bags and never booting it

And some are doing nothing but their work coz their pursing shit

But nothing really helps because no ones at the root of it

No ones at the root

And no ones me too

But if I'm being honest I don't wanna have a clue

I'd rather just get on it with some honour and the booze

Why would I want chats that are digging for the truth

When I know for a fact what this drink is gonna do

Why would I want help like I'm trying to improve

I ain't there for me I don't want you there too

See I don't even know if it's solutions that I seek

My head is like an essay that due in like a week

I'm choosing to ignore it because I know that it'll be peak

So feeling more stress every time I go to sleep

Somebody in the street is tryna sell me some relief

Somebody in a suit is tryna sell me on a dream

Everybody knows that a smile ain't cheap

Being sold what we want so we dunno what we need

How can I show people life from my point of view

I make it seem easy but thats just not the truth

My mind is very hurtful

Travelling to the shadows

What will I see

What will I see

See I know at the minute I ain't feeling fine

But I ain't got a minute so that feelings fine

Fuck complaining about what I got on my plate

When everyday I go home there's meal that's mine

Why woulda I wanna make a meal and cry

Whinge about life while I steal your time

I got some dark thoughts I reveal in rhyme

So both me and my mates tryna heal with lines

We'll find different ways of concealing the mind because we don't mind being ill till we're seeings the signs

So if anybody asks give a really I'm fine because you're always gone lose when you're dealing with pride

Really I'm fine

Really I'm fine

I'm just tired I ain't dying to be hearing advice

I'm too tired to be trying at appearing nice

So everybody near me just seeing the sighs

See the people that are close you ain't tryna impress

So the ones you love most only getting the stress

All laughs and jokes becoming a memory

They're only seeing your worst so they're forgetting your best

Thinking that it's that it's them when they're lying in bed

Because when they ask about you you'll be lying with chest like

Fuck that

I know talkings good I don't need to be told

And fuck the guy with the flyers what the fuck does he know

I love my pride and my lies and fucking ego

Shit I'd be lying if I said they weren't driving my growth

Man I'm relying on the stress to be striving to blow

Everybody's now depressed I ain't buying it though

People looking like a mess while we cry at a phone

So what's that gonna do man I'm dying to know

If I'm down then I'll move with a pint and a smoke

Really I'm fine

Really I'm fine

You deal with your shit

I'll deal with mine

Saying these lies and it feels alright

Because the pride sounds cool untill it steals a life

Really I'm fine

Really I'm fine

Untill everybody found out that really he lying

Another son found with a rope that's tied

Another mum down with a hopeless cry