Wretch 32, Etta Bond - Forgiveness lyrics

Holdin' on tryna be somebody
But it won't be long
Before you need somebody
Holdin' on tryna be somebody
But it won't be long
Before you need somebody
Excuse me my friend
Forgot that you were standing there
Excuse me my friend
I don't remember who I am
All I know is I was reaching for the stars
Let go everyone I had it
From the start, start, woah, woah
Forgiveness, asking for forgiveness
Hey hey hey
Forgiveness, asking for forgiveness
Hey hey hey

Feel like I'm slackin' with my children
Focusing on rap tryna pack
And shake the building
In a race with my own race
Just to raise the roof
And I ain't talking 'bout the ceiling
Here's something to believe in: No sleep
Cause you're livin' what you're dreamin'
And it's the lesson in it'self
How my son can call me dad
When I miss the parents evenings
Amazed I'm still breathin'
Every other shot I feel my insides bleedin'
Grandad, turnin' in his grave
Cause I promised that I'll be there
For my gran when she's grievin'
I used to be a man of my word
Now, time seems to have got
The best of my sentence
In that case I'll have to adjourn
Cause the thought of an excuse is
Just as bad as the intention

Excuse me, my friend
I think I might've hit my head
Excuse me, my friend
I don't remember who I am
Cause I'm holdin' on tryna be somebody
But it won't be long before I need somebody
Forgiveness, asking for forgiveness
(hey hey hey hey)

Went to church to pray for a top ten
Then I went number 5
I ain't been back again
But when my jewellery friend phones
Like they got new rings
I'll most likely attend
Hoppin' out a new benz
Start the car from outside
When is this gonna end?
My mum's still livin' in the ends
Spent jibs on tha wrist before
I put her with celebs
I'm still livin' like a wretch
All I hear is fuck, fuck
All the girls have got tourettes
And no I don't wanna bet
Even the odd bird wanna take me to the nest
I swear I only came for the music
But the more I touch notes
It's like the more I get stupid
It's a gift and a curse
But before I blame myself
I'm a say it's what the tune did

My show's home, go go this is my entrance
I raise the bar, pole vault
It's rap athletics
A famous star, on his own, counting blessings
A loner: no one phones, I get the message