High Street - Blood Orange

Racing down Ilford Lane going home

Thinking about should I try to fake a fall

You seem to think that you’re all alone

And nothing ever could change it all

Think about the words that you said

Yeah, silence on my estate

Cassette player chewed up my cassette tape

Blisters from the control pad

Cause I was on the Mega Drive more time

If you’re feeling me put your Pinot Grigio high

This ones for my G’s in the North side (Racing down Ilford Lane going home)

All my G’s on the East side

This one for my G’s in the West side (Thinking about should I try to fake a

fall)

My G’s on the South side

The late king Michael Jackson doing the moonwalk on the telly

And I was like «who's bad?»

Sitting there smoking, sipping MD 20/20

Thinking I was the man

Mum’s upset because I haven’t given her a penny

But I just got a 20 bag

Mum don’t stress, you know I told you already

I’mma do it for you and dad

So I was out on the grind

On the 279, trying to show my songs to the world

Inspired by the streets

Fell in love with the beats, I never had time for a girl

I never really cared about a hair cut

I was in the club doing the 2-step

Wishing it was me on the decks

Wanted to do it for the love, it took some

Perseverance and discipline

Couldn’t wait to get the whole world listening

I remember when I first went radio

I couldn’t believe it was in the kitchen

Your mixing and reality kicks in

Smoking to calm my nerves and settle me down

It feels like I’m in a crystal maze

Somebody give Richard crystal and get me out

In 1 mile I’ve seen 2 fights

Blue tape, blue lights

Single mom struggling with the push chair?

She had a bad mouth but she had good hair

Stole a phone in the shop getting looked at

Barbershop, hairline’s getting pushed back

Guys looking at me like they wanna fight me

Just another day on the high street

Yeah, and now I’m back on the estate

My CD keeps skipping when I press play

Four memory cards full of music

Cause I was on the PlayStation more time

If you’re feeling me put your Pinot Grigio high

This ones for my G’s in the North side (Racing down Ilford Lane going home)

All my G’s on the East side

This one for my G’s in the West side (Thinking about should I try to fake a

fall)

My G’s on the South side