Weirdoe - THATCHWELL COURT Lyrics

Wow
Come too far I can't look back now
Way too grown to be acting childish
My chick talking 'bout she wants kids and a house
And I was like shit
Life went by so quick that I weren't expecting that
Bro said you really gotta get them racks
Kuz next thing she'll want expensive bags
(You Know Harlz Made It)
Cuz back then I was pen to pad
Walked round ends with my fists clenched up
Prayed to god that I never got stabbed
Kuz my pride wouldn't ever let em take my grub
If my outnumbered run still got shit to live for it's a no brainer
I knew this lifestyle ain't all fun
N I'd rather be safe than sorry 'bout it later
If they try leave me out in the dust
True solider I'll learn to adapt
If they try to stab me straight in the back
Then I'll always land on my feet like a cat
I was cut from a different cloth
That's why I ain't the type to waste time on the clock
My g said the man with the strongest heart will survive
So I can't let me heart go soft
I was like wait there stop
Tell my haters I gotta give them props
'Mount of times that I doubted myself
Deep shit felt like I was drowning in hell but
Right now I don't feel so lost
More than a couple times that the wires got crossed
More than a couple times that my moves got blocked
But still can't let my standards drop

We was eastern district barn ways our days always has gang on board
(Woo woo) we were back and forth in Thatchwell Court
Mount of times that we banged on doors
Couldn't stand when the money come short
Broad day had bait cats waiting in alleyways praying that we didn't get caught
It get peak if we here them talk
Neighbours had their curtains drawn
Don't wanna see snitches our ways nah
Can't be having no police informed
Rockstars try'na offer us goods
But shit it ain't nothing we ain't seen before
Young boy on the ends just doing what I had to
Tryna think peaceful thoughts

Listen
Let me tell 'em 'bout how we lived
Council kids we were out in sticks
Is what it is gotta bounce back quick
Had to spin it right round like a round house kick
By Standens Inn 'nuff man got nicked
Swear countless times seen man get boxed
I was so young when I asked my mum why it
Stinks of weed when I walk by shops
Hold on wait there let me link my shots
Tell 'em don't park there bro road too hot
Had a phone call said feds been about
So go to the the spot park at the top
Shit gotta put this a stop
Heard that I fell off now man wanna mock it
Had to shake off a couple snakes that were round me
So it's no wonder I'm up in pocket

We was eastern district barn ways our days always has gang on board
(Gang gang gang) we were back and forth in Thatchwell Court
Mount of times that we banged on doors
Couldn't stand when the money come short
Broad day had bait cats waiting in alleyways praying that we didn't get caught
It get peak if we here them talk
Neighbours had their curtains drawn
Don't wanna see snitches our ways nah
Can't be having no police informed
Rockstars try'na offer us goods
But shit it ain't nothing we ain't seen before
Young boy on the ends just doing what I had to
Tryna think peaceful thoughts