All I do is run, and run

I grew up in a world where the kids with a mother and dad looked up to the mandem with guns

And the fact that it's normal is nuts

Man are living for lyrics and party songs, community thinks that we're poison

We made girls hold guns like Lara Croft

And I know what you're thinking to say, but you ain't never felt half of the tension

In a sentence it's harder to mention, so I write lines like Bart in detention

And jealousy is what made enemies, but generally starts with your bredrins

Man are tryna tell the yutes about choice, same guys that we had no part in electing

Man jump off road they wanna judge man, same man say 'free my Gs'

Can't ever tell my young boys trap I ain't cool with the gas like P-Y-G

So God take the wheel I can't function, and God give me sight I can't see

God lift this weight I feel pressure, and God give me strength I can't breathe



Can I breathe

With all this weight on my chest can I breathe

With all this hate on my head can I breathe

I'm still lost on my way to success can I breathe

Can I breathe

Can I breathe

With all this weight on my chest can I breathe

With all this hate on my head can I breathe

I believe in this person you ask me to be

But I told you I'm blind and I'm weak on my knees

I'll lead if you set me free give me vision to see



All you do is talk, and talk

About a life that you never did live and a road that you never could walk

All you do is talk and judge

f**k your plan have you ever put a corpse in mud

Covered in black like the angel of death came and kissed my neck

You talk, about a script that you never could write and a life that you never could sort

f**k your plan, all you do is talk and judge but you don't know circumstance

South London's like the Garden of Eden and that House of Commons' where the serpents dance

I stayed in contact with God, even though my mind led astray I was fighting through

Way before Deliveroo came on ends we had green on wheels that's a bike with food

Everyone would ask 'Dave had you grown up fast can you tell me what you wanna be?'

I know my fate

But ever since late I been tired on the way, struggling to breathe, and obstacles came

My path got covered in flames

Risk had me cutting from jakes, slipping like I'm running in rain



So can I breathe

With all this weight on my chest can I breathe

With all this hate on my head can I breathe

I'm still lost on my way to success can I breathe

Can I breathe

Can I breathe

With all this weight on my chest can I breathe

With all this hate on my head can I breathe

I believe in this person you ask me to be

But I told you I'm blind and I'm weak on my knees

I'll lead if you set me free give me vision to see