[Verse 1: Wretch 32]
New flow, ayy, yeah
Baby Skye, come and give your dad a dance
Cuh you love me for my future, not my shattered past
And you trust me with your future, I'm a man at last
So if I ever break a promise or it seems that I'm dishonest
You can clap me in the forest in your camouflage, I'm playing
Daddy's always playing like every day it's raining
My son Skye on a cloudy day keep reigning
Didn't nobody say this shit would be smooth sailing
Lately I've been in a mood
It's like every day I hit the juice
Then listen to another million tunes
And hear how the Feds are still killing youts
It's funny how the bigger picture always gets the little views
Imagine if a senior really tried to kill the kid in you
Tried to put the lid on you
Tried to stop the water that was flowing through your physical
Man, I hope these critics eat their words 'til they're critical
My first plan was just to make my first grand
Now the rasta man wan' see my first grand-
Child, I can hold it, I can teach it words and
And every weekend I'll take the fam to Kervans
I'm 3-2, only thing I'm missing is a wife
I'm a workaholic, all I'm missing is the time
I just want the qualities my mum brought to my life
I want that old-fashioned woman with that new-fashioned type
That's nice
New flow, ayy, yeah
Baby Skye, come and give your dad a dance
Cuh you love me for my future, not my shattered past
And you trust me with your future, I'm a man at last
So if I ever break a promise or it seems that I'm dishonest
You can clap me in the forest in your camouflage, I'm playing
Daddy's always playing like every day it's raining
My son Skye on a cloudy day keep reigning
Didn't nobody say this shit would be smooth sailing
Lately I've been in a mood
It's like every day I hit the juice
Then listen to another million tunes
And hear how the Feds are still killing youts
It's funny how the bigger picture always gets the little views
Imagine if a senior really tried to kill the kid in you
Tried to put the lid on you
Tried to stop the water that was flowing through your physical
Man, I hope these critics eat their words 'til they're critical
My first plan was just to make my first grand
Now the rasta man wan' see my first grand-
Child, I can hold it, I can teach it words and
And every weekend I'll take the fam to Kervans
I'm 3-2, only thing I'm missing is a wife
I'm a workaholic, all I'm missing is the time
I just want the qualities my mum brought to my life
I want that old-fashioned woman with that new-fashioned type
That's nice
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