Come Home - Wiley

But still I’ve been sitting with crooks

I’ve never been shook

Apologise if I turn up, and I see man giving man looks

I’m following foots

When I say that I’m dishing out hooks for minor offences

I don’t care bout your cases

Man’s never had one, if I did, then mine are attempted

One of the last ones left that’s trill

Back to the grind, gotta get that mill'

I was at yard, got a call from Will

Want a quick verse?

I’ma do that still

If you’re talking sauce, I’ma let that spill

Man’s real icey without the jewels

Feeling real nice, I’ma get some grills

Usually grime but I might do drill

Ayy, ayy

Heard a voice in my head

It was telling me to come home

I been outside too long, in the unknown

Gotta get back to my one zone

I’m not a kid anymore, now I’m grown

No backtracking, I move forward

Still backpacking, still awkward

Got my hustle on the side

Put the hustle in the side

Still give them a gem when I’m talking grown

You know why I’m home?

Gotta see the next generation grow

Wanna see the next gen go make dough

Got my vibe from the tower blocks in Bow

You know like

Without here bro, I wouldn’t be me

If I wasn’t on radio, you wouldn’t have seen me

It’s Wiley, I’m from Bow E3

Get it crackin', I’m a real OG

I’m a real OG like D

Came into the scene OP

From T straight down to the EN3

Never been lowkey (I was outchea)

Police, it was in those streets (I'm allowed here)

I’ve done my share with the grief (Never doubt here)

Spin it like

I make money off sounds because I pree those keys

(In the dungeons)

Something like Cee Lo Green (I'm about it)

Frontline, man locked the 'me' when it’s crunch time

Man locked the 'u' when it’s lunch time (Dead weight)

Grime is a land of the brave, not a segway

I bad riddims, get money, so when I do play fam

All of my G’s got leg space, comfy

Independent and stable, lovely

Don’t deserve 'cause I’ll spray like dumpy

Too much style for them, Blay don’t touch me