Wretch 32 - Trillmatic ( Behind Barz) lyrics

I say the new me don't wanna trap
I want a trap star lizzy on my mind
My T-shirt and on my bank card
It's wrong driving round in a
Porsche tryna act hard
Take into account my accountants
My new gang darg
Been through more Os than a pack of Polos
So I'm smelling mint fresh for
Them triple X hoes
My peehole be the window to my soul glass
Panoramic roof
Guess I shouldn't throw stones
I can throw a brick though shit joke
I just met a girl this Christmas
Says she doesn't drink Coke
She laughed when I said I'm
A company on my own
I'mma give this girl the runaround
Forget a lift home
I'm saying this year I'm on my game


I'm raising hell knowing heaven's
Just a step away
Think it's a joke Heath Ledger
Took the leap of faith he won an Oscar
Wonder if he had a speech to say
Rate the celeb but he didn't
Even get to celebrate
That's why I'm tryna see my day
Before I see my grave
And let my journey be the route
That all my people take
Think it's a sprint and get
Lapped up in a steeplechase
That's how I got my breathing space
I'm in my own league, they don't exist here
Fuck a hotel, I'm really in the premiere
I'm
One of the realest really selling over here
300 I'mma make at least 300 every year
One year I had about 100k to spare
I gave 50 back to charity so
Fuck it all I'm 'ere
Don't tell me bout your bezzle
Don't tell me bout your kettle
They've got macs up in my ends
I'm tryna apple save the webbles
I'm a way out from weighing
Now I'm weighing up my options on
How I can play it
If out of all my brothers I'm
The one that makes it
The head of the family must be fairly
Related and I ain't feeling that
I need to see everybody getting bread
So when the food came, everybody got a Z
Too sweet at Christmas, everybody getting fed
Single mum with five kids
That's real struggle in the flesh
Tried to save the barbers but
Ran in on a sense
Getting people into clubs ain't
Really sharing my success
The kids are the future so
I always try invest
That's why they telling David Lammy I'm
The MP in my ends
Two chainz on my neck, see I disciple change
From no food in the kitchen
Just had a microwave from not a pot to piss
In to nice designer plates from relegation
Eviction to now the title race
Tottenham's Man City but I got Arsenal faith
I got ox in the chamber
Don't let me blast away
Behind every good rapper
There's a singer made
Who looks after the dark knight
Just like Michael Caine
I'm fucking slicker, I'm fucking shit up
Every time I'm fucking down
I just fucking get up
Cuh I'm fucking with ya doesn't
Mean I'm fucking with ya
I'm always fucking sweet, I'm
Never fucking bitter, nah
I take my hat off to Kone and Krept
I love when yungens do it
Indie and get major checks
I know we're drinking from the bottle
Taking baby steps
But keep looking down on us
And it'll break your necks
That's why you won't see me at
The MOBOs or the BRITs
I'll be in the unit's tryna
Save them lost kids
My presence told the students having
Talent is a gift
Think millionaire's a fairytale? I'm tryna
Show them it exists
I've got a sleeping beauty in
My bed right now
I've got some magic beans just
From what I write down
When my beanstalk grew, Pocahontas lied down
Obama's got seven dwarves in
His snow white house
I guess it don't take chance
It takes change
I swap the C with a G, I switch lanes
I'm the young Roger Ames, slick Rick James
And EA Sports know my name, I'm in the game