My Story (Intro) Workrate

[Intro]
Senseii
Yo

[Verse]
Let me tell you my story start to end
Let me tell you my story start to now
My parents ran off and left their' homes
Found a brand new life in London Town
Westminister Hospital where I was born
When my mom gave birth to her fourth child
She named me Omar after the companinon
She never knew this how I'd turn out
My dad worked hard to gave us opportunities
Anything he built, we tore it down
Went school Mozart lived in the estate
And both of my big bros bangin' hard
They flagged red so we did move house
Cah' my parents scared, to loose their' child
Other side of West where I met my friends
And this where my story started out
I was a good kid never missed me a prayer
But I never liked school since I was a child
All of these kids be stuck on their' iPad
I was outside 'till the sun goes down
Religious in school but I still was cool
So I had the pretty ones fiendin' see me out
But I never moved none I ain't playin' around
Show me a girl and my gaze was down
My life changed half-way through year 11
Bro got bored and bro held 7
I watched it live and I couldn't do shit
20 grown ass men, one innocent kid
Didn't care for exams all I saw was red
Like, I gotta' slide and ching up a prick
Broski preaching, I couldn't care less
All that I'm thinkin' "Get back quick"
You already know that I called me a taxi
And I got 'round with the longest ching
Catch me a paigon, run him and chased him
Catch up fast and I punctured skin
I was 16 when I got my first one
And that's when I clocked that I love to ching
Diagnosed bad with a drillin disease
That I got from the streets, pray God forgives
Just 17 fell in love with shavin'
So I kept shaving, taping strips
Top goal scorers, me and my batch
That's me and my bros, that's me and my clique
Never got caught and we do get away
So me and my broskis love this shit
Yeah I went court for minor crimes
But CPS knows I've done major hits
Banned from my hood and banned from my clique
Spent my childhood in and out nicks
They call me Workrate cah' I mashed work
So I got the name from big TeeWizz
Wish I spent more time with big bro
Tik-tok I never knew how time would tick
11th of April 017 when the whole hood cried cuz' we lost TeeWizz
Everyone trollin', but we are rollin'
Knives and smoke with loaded clips
Mashed works on affiliates or the associates
Please don't die cuz' you spoke on him
Wrapped up attempted serious drillings
And I was rappin' about them drills
Hit up anybody that rocks with them
TeeRose bussed case, this beef is real
London City knew well my set
We flag red and opps get drilled
Everyone saw me as one of the heads
Cuz' I do rap and attempted kills
Millions comin' and everyone lovin' it
All I wanted was more opps peeled
Kept on slidin', shootings, knifeings
All I wanted was a life to steal
Beef onesided but we lost 2 more
Rest in peace to Khaos aswell
We caught cases, some of them beat them
Some of them lost some years in Felts
In and out jail, first day that I'm coming out
Fillin' them clips with loaded shells
Runnin' them racks up, all of us strapped up
I liked my weed with lean and bells
Broski's fraudin', runnin' them bands up
So I had bricks I've 'been in the trapyard
And I had bankcards filled up well
But we weren't content if I kept it real
Something's missing, I just can't tell
My family is fallin', tearin' apart
Cah' their' children outside, raisin' hell
Taking the anger out on the streets
Sorry mommy and dad for the pain you've felt
Sorry mommy and dad you thought you've failed
But now I'm mature and I'm thinking straight
Soon buy her own house and paint her nails
That's "Chapter 2" and I missed that story
But it's only those ones that I can tell
Back to the beef right now, let me tell you
You know you can die if my set is against you
Everyone touched up, West is fucked up
SB bussed case, came out no bail
Fell deeper and deeper
Street on street, I never felt good but fuck how I feel
Blowin' of music, killin' them paigons
Me and my set kept clickin' them sticks
2 roads down Shak got packed, in Telford TeeRose left and he got clicked
Beef died down cuz' the opps are shit
Beef died down cuz' they're all extinct
Beef died down, so I focused music
Billin' up hard that's views and clicks
Now I ain't trappin' and I ain't fraudin'
Now I'm just rapping, stacking chips
Everything goin' right but I went vibin'
Nobody knows what's wrong with the kid
I balance religion and balance the streets
I didn't know which one to pick
Music slowin' down, money kept going down
Now I had to get me a job that's lidge
Repented to God for all of the trappin'
I couldn't go back trapping bricks
No money I'm brass, bread comes and goes
So I had to sleep on a thin mattress
Moved out my crib trynna' find some space
No money for food when I finished the gym
I lived off porridge for 2 days straight
That's water, honey and coffee and biscuits
Music good again now I sell merch
And I run up some racks from my clothing business
So I felt me change and "Fuck these streets"
Want more from life, that's money and peace
The streets calmed down and so did my music
Now I got money and I really do this
Still not happy, like something is missing
Honestly I couldn't put my finger on it
A man was missin', family's stressin'
Now I gotta' go and make something happen
Wars in my head when my demons fightin'
Whenever I can I was battlin' them
Beef frying again, was sliding again
Now bare back tap, black 9 double m
I bare black Glocks and bare black Scorpions
Back out the ramz put knives in men
All that I built just went to shit
And none of it did meant shit in the end
Back on the streets, where the paigons hidin'?
Tell 'em boys "Come outside, you gems"