Potter Payper - All My Life, If I Had... lyrics

If my grandad weren't an alchy
And beat his family
My nan would've stayed in Ireland and
Mum wouldn't have had me
You'd probably think I'm lying if
I told you exactly
I just know he was a sicko
On the Guinness and brandy
And he was IRA, so he hated the English
My nan knew that this the
Last place that he'd come
She was right, I went back to see him buried
No air in his lungs
And I'm settin' it in hell for my nan
Are you dumb?
If my dad never walked in the African sun
Daydreaming 'bout England and having a son
From Algeria to Belgium
From Belgium to France
So far away from home, livin' life on the run
Then he made it 'cross the border
Fell in love with my mum
She was fresh from Ireland, seventeen
So young
I was conceived in Barking and Dagenham
You cunt
No ifs or buts, it's just in my blood
What if I weren't born in Barking?
Both my parents had a better start?
The blame game's messy, I ain't starting
What if my nan never had a golden heart?
And all them nights that I stayed
Out late in the park
What if she never let my arse in?
What if I would've stayed my arse in school?
Instead of sellin' crack for some fool
Who let me learn the game by myself
Every rule if I could go back
I would've robbed that pussy
Took his line and his food
'cause I don't like bullies wait, I did that
If you could've phoned me
You could've got your shit back
If I would've hit him
That was minimum a shit bag
If I was given love instead
Of locked up so young
I probably wouldn't have been a shit bag
If I never did jail for the last fifteen
Then I probably couldn’t tell
That you're all miskeens
Scenes that I seen, man, it's just obscene
If music paid Muni back
Then where would he be?
Right here with me, runnin' shit in my sleep
If I never met Billz
I wouldn't be the man you see
If I showed you how to
Pick up all the pieces, diggin' deep
If you love me like I love you
Then love is all you need
If Flex was here with me
That's all he would've needed
If Reese was here with me
That's all he would've needed
I got ghetto angels walkin' with me
Are you seein' this? When I touch keys
I touch keys like a pianist elegant with it
In my element with it
Get my weapon and spin it
Back when they sent me Young Offenders
In July or December, who remembers?
Every time I lost a couple more bredrins
Every time I came home to more tension
If I have to watch another Eastenders
If I have to entertain these pretenders
If I wasn't let down all my life
Broke with no hope all my life
Then I wouldn't have sold drugs all my life
Went in and out of jail all my life
And I know if my nan was alive
She'd be proud of everything I have and what
I've built from the ground
I went my own way
Look how I split from the crowd
I'm takin' your head if I come for the crown
Lung full of loud if I never go gold, I'm
Triple platinum in these streets
I'm renowned with this sound, I'm profound
I used to think I could never go
Broke if I had a million pound
If I had a million pound

Shit, what if I had a million pound?