Lyrics Init - Eyez

Init

Grew up in the ghetto with broski
Grew up with dogs like Mowgli
Grew up in the backstreet movin' anti
See me with the boys on Cole Street
Grew up in London, grew up in Derby, grew up with Jok
Grew up with Carti, grew up in B-town with J. Ali
Grew up on my mum’s yard, grew up on my auntie’s
I grew up in the ghetto, I’m in it (Init)
I still take the piss like clinics (Init)
Man rap about the trap
Man rap bout the bando but they’re not init (Init)
Man rap about the whites
Some rap bout the P’s but they’re not wrappin it init (Init)
If you beat to this track and you know it’s the track till you get trapped init
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Grew up in the ghetto i’m init (init)
I’m the odd one init (init)
I can’t wait to get out
Can’t wait for the day I can say that I did it (Init)
I grew up in the streets like the homeless
Where the young Gs can’t stay focused
And I notice things you wouldn’t notice
Inspired by the streets and the olders
Cuz I’m part of the streets like Mark Skinner
Part of the streets like Leo the lion
Feds in the crib tryin to see what I’m hiding
Inspired by the streets, I’m grinding
Everybody wanna buzz, everybody wanna name
Everybody wanna bust for the money and the fame
I don’t wanna be the same, I don’t wanna be like everybody else I’m my self I
ain’t gotta change I will suffer from the pain
Black clouds like summer never came I was stuck up in the rain
Had my face in the mud I was lucky to escape
Now I’m faithful to God that I got another day
Grew up in the ghetto i’m init (init)
I’m the odd one init (init)
I can’t wait to get out
Can’t wait for the day I can say that I did it (Init)
Charge five pounds for a grime clash, come with cash
These dons can’t clash, get flung get dashed
Now you got whiplash, like someone crashed
Can’t make no claims, no funds off that
Lets get it on, come test with me don
Must be there for ya want coz your heads getting spun
Talkin the best I’m the one we can bet If you want
Cah we know that you’re definitely wrong
I was gettin high like cheech and chong
I heard your mix-tape no decent song, not one
Everybody’s got that flow
Like Eminem’s hair when he bleached it blonde
I do grime like it’s normal you do grime coz you’re awful
And your chains and chaps get robbed on the regular
So why do you keep grindin for more jewellery
Grew up in the ghetto i’m init (init)
I’m the odd one init (init)
I can’t wait to get out
Can’t wait for the day I can say that I did it (Init)