Lyrics Better Way - Novelist

Better Way

I’m tryna make a better way
I’m showin' love so I can get rid of the pain
Still in the hood, I’m thankin' God I’m here today
He’s got my back, I’m never lacking when I pray
The sun’s out
And I’m feelin' good, not feelin' run down
Lookin' at the sky, I don’t know why, but my head’s above clouds
Ain’t got one doubt, good energy don’t run out
I’m keepin' it real with the g’s, we make our mums proud
Bassbox in the back of the drop-top, tubs loud
Cruisin' with the gang, and nobody pulled the guns out
Ain’t nothin' like when all of the mandem come out
And it makes my day when I get me a Flake for one pound
G-step comfortably, alone when I’m with no company
I greet my ebony sisters, lookin' lovely
The gang is what I love to see, Novelist I come in peace
So keep it real with the kid cos' I’m a southern G
South-east;
that’s where I’m from and I walk with G-O-D
From Lewisham borough, the colour is B-L-U-E
Tell a younger 'walk with me'
And I make them talk with me
And I teach them manaman about makin' p’s, they’re makin' p’s