(Woo)
(Yeah)
This the, this the
World premiere baby
I represent for myself
I don't wanna need your help (no)
I don't wanna need your help
Back in Belcoo swear the kid need luck
Pub job working now I'm pub dealed up
Jaffa Cake kid like I'm some mixed mutt
Used to bike back hills with them boys from bus
Sunset beams on a field all it was
These lake water reeds had our feet getting cut
Heard Skateboard P on a beat and I jumped
Hot Summer released, I at least doubled up
Shame numbers are the podium
Grew up on Nickelodeon
So I couldn't care less
I'm fairly-odd to most of them
I'm rarely on them posters man
Go so hard like boulders man
More often make my own shows and book all of my closest friend
Shit when we up I'll put em up in a Ritz
Pull up in a lim-oh a G6
Win win win
Pray that I quit
Mayonnaise colour skin I keep killing you kids shit
I represent for myself
I don't wanna need your help (no)
I don't wanna need your help
Only child lonely smiles had to like the solo styles
Rocking out to teddy crowds
Learning Em's spaghetti vowels
Rehearsal space was bedding piles
Why I feel so ready now
Gave hobbies many trials
Swear I've thrown so many towels
Not too much growing up
Mum hid shit I learned when I was old enough
Thank god she got me over stuff
Cause if daddy stuck I swear me could be homeless f*ck
Instead of making beats as cold as whippy trucks but
(Uh) My luck turned
Outside got sunburned
Had a house to come to with food from mum's work
And tunes that's groovy
With toons that's looney
Those moods that moved me
It was so meant to be
Swear music pursued me
But two things allude me
How my life like movie and dress style so hoopty
How I grew up unspoiled but my drive's like subie
It's like you grew up on soil man your sound so dookie
(Tell em again)
I like it
(Tell em one more time)
I like it
Nah nah nah
I love it
I love it
I represent for myself
I don't wanna need your help (no)
I don't wanna need your help
Warned of growing older by older that we dismissed
Bored of being young man the goal's to be older quick
Golden days over in twenties like holy shit
I'm born in 99 I'm still a 99 kid
Back when 99s were still 99 pence
When summertime friends were like the next door's fence
When work meant school and weren't a means to an end
When living with parents weren't just cheaper than rent
Man it's deeper than trench
The whole world f*cked I feel my knees giving in
Everyone I see are bumblebees in a trance
Can't answer for their wrongs so distract with a dance
So much pain like it's France
I push four wheels on the crete in the AM
To stop what's in my mind to see the dreams that I am chasing
Don't believe your words then take P for affirmations
You can do it too how does it feel then when I say em?
I represent for myself
I don't wanna need your help (no)
I don't wanna need your help