Wretch 32, Avelino, Youngs Teflon - GMO lyrics

New flow, ayy, yeah
Baby Skye, come and give your dad a dance
Cuh you love me for my future
Not my shattered past
And you trust me with your future
I'm a man at last
So if I ever break a promise
Or it seems that I'm dishonest
You can clap me in the
Forest in your camouflage, i'm playing
Daddy's always playing like every
Day it's raining
My son Skye on a cloudy day keep reigning
Didn't nobody say this shit
Would be smooth sailing
Lately I've been in a mood
It's like every day I hit the juice
Then listen to another million tunes
And hear how the Feds are still killing youts
It's funny how the bigger picture
Always gets the little views


Imagine if a senior really tried to
Kill the kid in you
Tried to put the lid on you
Tried to stop the water that
Was flowing through your physical
Man, I hope these critics eat
Their words 'til they're critical
My first plan was just to make my first grand
Now the rasta man wan' see my first grand-
Child, I can hold it
I can teach it words and
And every weekend I'll take
The fam to Kervans
I'm 3-2, only thing I'm missing is a wife
I'm a workaholic
All I'm missing is the time
I just want the qualities my
Mum brought to my life
I want that old-fashioned woman
With that new-fashioned type that's nice

Yeah, let's go
Keep it real, all those who keep it real
Yeah, I don't give a fuck
At least it's real
Free Adidas without an Adidas deal
All down to my aura
I just wanna know how Rita feel can't lie
I never saw what we're becoming coming
Just the other day
The exit looked so welcoming
They want it for free until
You wanna sell something
That's why I look up to 3
'cause he went on to sell something
Mandem gotta be great
Good enough is good for nothing
Had bare girls, never fell in love
I stood for something
This is their world, I know it never was
I wish it wasn't
Ironic how we needed machines
To push the button now we got technology
I'ma get a rap verse in an anthology
I'ma be the one they wanna be
I won't call them wannabes
If I wasn't me, I'm the one I'd wanna be
'Cause they got dead lines
I'll come through in time
Meanwhile, I'm rapping 'bout emotions I
Ain't been through in time
In my yard where family members
Ain't come through in time
So I just locked myself away
Like I was doing time, yeah
I know you felt 'em, I've got bars all day
I wish I was around in F64 days
What I'd do in a day'd take you 64 days
Had Mega Drive back in N64 days

Open conversation with brothers who
Used to bang out
And we agree on always to get the gang out
Normal travel at my shows
Can bring the fam out
These rappers claim their circle's tight
I'd rather stand out
I was born for this ting, my six words
I'm Wretch went and made my own Av
I'm no longer on the bench attitude poor
I dress nice to cover up the stench
I'm just a vision of these
Places that I went
Getting pounds for my pence
Was taught to stand tall
I never sat on no fence
And when the sign said "no ball games"
I hid eighths in the door frames
'Cause I was fed up of the poor games
And Mummy smiled when she seen
Me on the TV now but I'm just an IC3, wow
Got stopped the other day on the
Mains by some Feds dressed plain
And somebody drove past playing my CD loud
You wanna see 'em right now
I'm kind of feeling
Wanted to hold me down but
I don't want no ceilings
They're tryna find a meaning
I'm just tryna find a reason
Nowadays I love my own company
It's just the season
I said "I really want some kids"
She said "you're still acting like a kid"
But I just wanna feel alive
'Cause now these kids are killing kids