My teacher showed me from young I don’t need anyone
from the start I was top of the class,
Fuck da remarks your not smart, da smarts don’t hate
I focus on eye the world can relate,

I want more than escape. want to force all my mates
To get out of the rat race and bill a fan base,
Go where the wind blows Stare out of windows,
And see soles stuck in their car

All I wanna do is make dumb guys realise There’s more to what meets the eye than your spy
Diversion won’t get you a piece of the pie
2 sweet n 2 fly 2 neat n 2 nice

They know q tryna gett me in a vice
But Dylan don’t need device
Dylan don’t need disguise
& Dylan don’t need replies,

Neeks wanna judge from the view that they see
I been right hand witness things you ain’t seen
I say things blunt they just think that I’m mean
What you mean I ain’t a devil i’m just keen,

Sq I help the unseen dream
When your creps are clean but they still look lean,
No cones when your tryna use two feet,
Wanna ball when you see red covering green


It’s not who you are it’s who you know
it’s not what you know it’s who you are,
It’s not who you are it’s what they know,
That’s how it goes when you live in the past,

keen to go far,
Burn cause I’m a star
Confirmed my chance
Iearned without a class
I am advanced
Composure stance
Why they wanna be
who they’re not gonna be.


in Balham with a Mac in my backpack,
Passed bridge 5 stacks in my backpack,
Grateful, I bought dinner from that cash,
I got a heart of gold you can’t lead me astray,

I’m still brass, if it horns. Pause.
You’ll see da norse 4 daws
we life in order to speak the cause Discreet with flaws
Narrow path reap rewards,

The law never had me lured for p,
She tryna lure for love and got lured for D,
Oh lord,
Ain’t got a car cause I can’t a ford,
Mummy broken daddy was poor,

Am I supposed to, box n bag?
hooked on the block tryna shot to cats,
They fiend rock you crave the flash?
Cah it helps you escape the flats,

that’s no empire your estate is flat,
If I changed my past ways I would change em back,
When they’ve all left do you still play your hand?
It’s not you it’s who they are

Spirit quay I’m a major man,
Fuck delusion I ain’t got paper plans,
Sun child how could my rays be banned,
no shade when I watch white fade to black,

It’s sad how they rate by your clothes the truth is I’m broke,
Raised in a single parent home had no where to go or fam to phone.
More time it felt like I was living on my own now I’m living on my own

I’ve worked for firms can’t say I’m a bum;
My heart was never set to make funds
And my music was never intent to make puns,

It’s not who you are it’s who you know
it’s not what you know it’s who you are,
It’s not who you are it’s what they know,
That’s how it goes when you live in the past,

keen to go far,
Burn cause I’m a star
Confirmed my chance
Iearned without a class
I am advanced
Composure stance
Why they wanna be
who they’re not gonna be.