Scars Footsie (Ft. D Double E, Monkstar & Wiley)

[Verse 1: Wiley]
I don't roll in no bait cars, but I make stars
Out of artists who can see ahead quite far
While we're getting big, haters get closer
Cheat on your gash, that's one more scar
Beef on the road, not needed
But it's down there where you will get most of the scars
It's round here, if you bread you will get parred
Been through the war, so for life I'm scarred
You can't do what I do, it's hard
I'm advanced like A Level Maths in class
Music's my trade, I learnt it quite fast
Please give me a test and I'll pass
Don't act like an arse
I'm E-S-K, I drink E&J
I don't get drunk off one glass, though
Here I am, see me on the road
Get down from Harrow to Plaistow
Eski

[Hook: Wiley]
I'm on a path, don't get in the mix
I'm on a path, don't get in the mix
But I've had no choice, now I'm loading six
But I've had no choice, now I'm loading six
Put my life on the line, on the roads I'm fine
Put my life on the line, on the roads I'm fine
Beef is a laugh, all day every time
And you might walk out with scars