London Living Lyrics

Born and raised in the London living, life is hard, tryna survive, just meditate, in the hustle

Of a city, of course, of course

Born and raised in a London living, the rents gone high like Cali, my mumsy stressed and

I'm looking shocked, can't believe that we're spending an arm and a leg on a bruck down

Council flat, in the east end where the skies are grey, can never shine down upon us until

The light of the lonely summer

Nostalgic dreams, the flashbacks waving, then times

I was hooping and moving the concrete

Floor of the local court, big dreams tryna rise up

Whether that be that sports or even rap

Maybe even receive a degree in a uni course, tryna turn to a scholar

But I don't know why my options are slim

I'm tired of neighbours, just kicking and bussing down floors

With their God forsaken hammers

Or even the dirty nitties just sitting on stairs tryna wait for their supper

It's damn right atrocious

Tryna walk down to school in the morning to see them prats fill themselves with crack

Born and raised in a London living, the rents gone high like Cali, my mumsy stressed and

I'm looking shocked, can't believe that we're spending an arm and a leg on a bruck down

Council flat, in the east end where the skies are grey, can never shine down upon us until

The light of the lonely summer

The rents gone high like Cali, my mumsy stressed and I'm looking shocked, can't believe

That we're spending an arm and a leg on a bruck down council flat, in the east end where the

Skies are grey, can never shine down upon us until the light of the lonely summer

I'm living my life, many pathways emerge, no matter how low that my life would turn

There was one thing I always rejected, and that was to hit the trap on a nightly glide

On a daily basis, cus I am an only child of a single mum that's a bit too risky, I don't

Want to lose my life to be the sole successor of the family, to turn my line extinct, how

Could I be foolish, some willingly take that risk, but I know that my time will come, whether

Sooner or later I'm trying to survive as long as I possibly can for my child to be born

I know the cash looks a bit too tempting, but I just want a stable income, stable life

And a stable mind, I'm tired of trauma, as if that I've never have been through enough

Growing up was rough and tough like crocodile skin but it surely made me, uh huh

The London settings can either break or make you to a better man, but one thing is to not

Let the greed of the struggle seduce you, to an empty soul till you're just so cold and

Heartless, uh, that you end up abused and used by the faithless, of course, of course

Born and raised in a London living, the rents gone high like Cali, my mumsy stressed

And I'm looking shocked, can't believe that we're spending an arm and a leg on a bruck down

Down council flat, in the east end where the skies are grey, can never shine down upon

Us until the light of the lonely summer