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I'm not gonna pull this off man without signing the dots |
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This is too sensible for me man |
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How you gonna have a dream come true? |
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[verse 1] |
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I used to dream about crazy little things like fame, |
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In the days hanging outside the off licence, |
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We used to run around the streets reckless with no shame, |
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Mainly up to no good a whole world of nonsense |
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And when the girls would walk by we would try to catch their eye, |
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And if they didn't show face we would act immature, |
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Had a thing for south and hackney girls since I was a kid, |
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A couple of west girls on my radar I was raw, |
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And I was dead sure that I knew it all, |
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The whole world got my attitude I nearly blew it all, |
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I find it a real big struggle getting through it all, |
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I swear I didn't wanna listen 'cause I sure didn't care, |
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Not knowing for reality that I'd have to prepare, |
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'cause money don't grow on no stick, well it's rare, |
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Me and boy was still looking less and less the lick, |
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Plus I was growing up, life was looking as a scare |
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[chorus:] |
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Happy talking, talking, happy talk, |
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Talk about things you like to do, |
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You got to have a dream, |
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If you don't have a dream, |
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How you gonna have a dream come true? |
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I used to love music it was like my hidden hobby, |
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But I couldn't get on on local radio back then, |
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So I went to north London and trot to tottenham to be precise, |
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And got some air time on heat FM, |
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And then it escalated I was getting ratings here and there, |
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And carried on until eventually I was everywhere, |
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I started doing all the hot spots ministry ceasers palace p area time and envy, |
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I did the grim and the glam, |
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I done the poor and the posh, |
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I didn't hang around I wanted my money in a rush, |
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Mind frame in the studio at this stage, |
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No time to chat I didn't wanna n-gage, |
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I found myself a new hustle it was beautiful, |
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A none like the one before a bit more suitable, |
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The more challenging it got the more I thought it, |
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Made an album over 100,000 people bought it |
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Thank you |
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[verse 3] |
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To all the young girls catching on the stares in the flats, |
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With the superstar sockalings Beckham in the making, |
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you can go far if you put your mind to it, |
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You're a star, don't wait to be told, just do it, |
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Try to keep school in your plans don't be worrying about your mans, |
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They'll be there in the end if they're real, if they ain't, |
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Don't be making no effort to impress 'cause you'll find out where you are just do what you feel, |
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Young baby mother I got your back as well, |
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Young baby fathers hold it down for your girl, |
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I ain't trying to preach but for what it's worth, |
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That kid's the next generation planet earth, |
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Big shout to the world 'cause I've been all around, |
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And when I'm gone I'm always thinking about my home town, |
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I'm from the LDN there's no forgetting that, |
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And the big UK I stay repping that |
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[chorus] |
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You love that |
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You tell me you don't love that |
