Hometown

Lyrics: Jacob Manson/Sykes Beats/AKZ/Kash/Kush/RV/YF/Kemani Duggan/Irving Adjei/Abdul Nelson Nasir Music: Jacob Manson/Sykes Beats/AKZ/Kash/Kush/RV/YF/Kemani Duggan/Irving Adjei/Abdul Nelson Nasir [Intro] Sykes [Chorus] On these streets they watched me grow On these streets they watched me grow On these streets [Verse 1: Bandokay] (Band') The old days were the best, yeah I know (I know) We all used to run from the Five-O (We did) Before Headie One days it was heads out Lil Marni lookin' out to my bro's (Facts) BC park used to be the link up, now when we link up, we both gotta let bang go TJ summers don't lie tho' I used to run in the hood they used to call it find tho' Plus I grew up in Tangmere So its only right I got a bustdown Tan, G (Tan, G) I grew up on rambo's Fli-flickies, who would've thought would've copped me a handy? 'Member pops on the line, now I get shivers when I stand on that street I lost Josh on a motorbike Plan A was never the plan B My hometown likes T but **** T (**** T, **** T) Bruce Grove youth club was the best, always keepin' up with ****ery, yo (Ayy) Me and bro went halves on a .35 Then I got a bus or cab back home from lucky SJ could've went pro (Free 'em), but instead he caught him a duppy [Chorus] On these streets they watched me grow On these streets they watched me grow On these streets [Verse 2: Kush & Akz] Yo, yo Tottenham, I was raised in the block, that's man Surrounded by dingers and Glocks The ends hot, couple man been shot I was fiendin' some niggas that stuck, to hope that he dropped O Block, one-seven, it's us I give all the mandem my trust, they know that it's love I was doing it for the whites don't stop wit' me Got me ridin' with bro with kitchens from mummy (No guns) Started out strong, thirty man, it was long As time went on couple man turned soft But that's how it goes when you grew up in Tottenham Tried and tested, I But no lie I got love for my hometown I love guns, get money in my hometown One-seven postcode of my hometown I walked G's get real when it goes down (Ay, yo) [Verse 3: Akz] Next generation, they know my name when I get in the station Know man from Farm, they know I'm a paigon Know I'm a bad man, ain't writin' statements Those from T rave Goin' up if I ever see shaver Say, "Don't bring no war to doorstep" Man shot man five minutes from a stay-in This is our hometown, where two guns had to be G one times So I know I can call it the gun town None of my bros can never get touched I think I'ma ride 'til the sundown (My bro) Bro-bro said, "I swear, wallahi it's him" Then he got shot right next to his hometown Reppin' The Farm, I ain't throwin' up T's It ain't gonna end so I'm throwin' up O's now [Chorus] On these streets they watched me grow On these streets they watched me grow On these streets [Verse 4: RV] (RV) Back then it was football trainer Community centre, payin' my stubs Grown up now and I'm still in the field But these new boots never come with no studs I don't roll with man I can't say I could trust (Nope) I gotta know if it's hate or it's love Who runs the hood? We need to discuss If we keep it a buck, gotta say that it's us (Oh) They say, "Home's where the heart is" I'm like Omarion with the Icebox **** Tottenham if it ain't my block Scorin' the opps, them lookin' all white washed (Haha) They were old friends, now they my opps 'Cah the two red eye like cyclops (Red eye) Lord knows when will the crime stop Shaved them back in the side like a high-top (Ching-ching-ching) [Verse 5: YF] You know it goes down in my hometown Used to friends but we just foes now Rambells, you gotta keep hoes out Drill man bake, won't back any phones out (Nope) You bam-bam but still get paste Used to play kicks on the L, now it's showdowns On the pitch, I'ma shoot on stage, get bunned like sage, you don't wanna get blown down You don't wanna get bunned down like the high road when the feds caught Mark (R.I.P) Was comin' together, lootin' bare shops and burnin' the cars, it burnt our hearts 'Cah it's all about unity to make some change and go more far (Far) From time been makin' it spark My dogs all bite but they also bark (**** it) [Chorus] On these streets they watched me grow On these streets they watched me grow On these streets [Verse 6: Abra Cadabra] Gang, look I grew up in kitchen, a road that's Phillip Lane Used to go Farm from time to time Mum said, "Son, don't go to that place, even your cousin's house when it's after nine" You know I didn't listen, I was just tryna play runouts Even if it cost my life (You know) I was on the block when a opp got (Bow) Back then that street party changed my life First ever shubs that I stepped in Tangmere house, year 8, what a ****in' vibe I miss them young days, no gunplay More time, just a kitchen knife Year 7, me and Bash, should have been in school, instead we was out robbin' motorbikes (Huh?) From young bad Badz was my broski, even though we had loads of fights Phillip Lane cage turned me to a soldier Broadwater Farm turned me to a boss I was with PK tryna make rondos I was with Kush tryna red man's top, used to have bro's on the lane If you see me at the Tottenham stage and now it's bah Let me hear a man screamin' out, "Skah, skah" We'll send that straight to the sky

[Verse 7: Kash] I'm from a block where a fed got killed on (Wo-wo) Where the opps get drilled on In the hood bare free's and R.I.P's they lost their member they still ain't heal from (Nah) North Lane to the Farm Estate, asked the hometown, "Who run this borough?" We used to take trips with guys from the L, now it's trips over there and they're taking cover And there ain't no love in man's city, is it 'cah I'm up front like Rashford Like, ain't gotta run to where it's parked off Come a long way from parked like Clapham Had a cell, got nicked, so I hit that there Her man from dem sides so I clicked that there Broadwater Farm where I grew in a way, try take a trip you might end up here

[Chorus] On these streets they watched me grow On these streets they watched me grow On these streets

[Verse 8: Headie One] Kway back it was Alizé, not brandy Twenty man up, Henny up in Tangy Before I got locked in spots Lord knows we had to go bury that handy (Yeah) 'Member when Bradz was Bradley? (Throwback) And when we called R Dubz Randy? (Throwback) Nowadays I think everythin' fancy But I'm praying on my come up like Lamby Young boy, I was charged like a battery Bought a shotgun, that was comin' in handy The pat looking bulky (Suh, suh) Had to move beef no Jumanji I asked the fiends 'dem "What do they fancy?" I hit the roads, I ain't listen to Auntie Growin' up Frontstreet but love the Backstreet So much it got covered in cranberry Didn't last long so I fell in for Sanje Tried take him to my spot like acne HM Nottingham could've been Ranby 'Cah I caught a draw out like Banksy Sadly, I had a plan A without a plan B I'm in the penthouse, I'm with a bad B I'm puttin' apple juice in my brandy

[Outro] (Watched me grow) (Watched me grow) On these streets they watched me grow (Grow) (Watched me grow)