Kano - A Roadman's Hymn lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh Over this east side, yeah, that's the settings Work all day just for toast and spaghetti Kids outside on road BMXing And see drug dealers roll up So who they wanna be like? Chaps chain gold Avirex jacket and a GTI Golf Brown skin beauty and a pocket full of dough And a presidential Roley frozen So please don't ever act like you know man If you ain't from round here, we don't spot no hand Wonder why we worship cars and clothes, man We don't own land so we're stuck in no man's And gangsters are like superheroes to us More chance of being them than a lawyer or doc Idris lived one road away, what's the odds? That's two black youts going straight to the top Still repping that east side, f** your perception First cla** and five stars, hood up for breakfast Claridge's for tea, don't be disrespect it A hymn for the streets, let the hood n***as sing it like Take off Watch the mandem aim for the top Champagne for the pain and Ciroc Gotta keep a roadman safe on that block All night we dream of that life All night we prepped for this fight And to my dargs that hold me down More life, more life [Chorus] Please free the mandem that's locked up I ain't saying that they never f**ed up But where is forgiveness? Please free the mandem that's locked up I ain't saying that they never f**ed up But where is forgiveness? I remember when Bruno had the Punto and [?] had the Civic Had to twang a bouncer to get in when I was spitting Always had the vision that one day it would be different Nas told a brother it was written Champagne sipping, pan fry two fishes Used to go Yankees for 1 chicken Youts see me on road and [?] lifted Yeah, I'm still about these [?] lyrics, blud, I live it I see 'nough man get caught up in the system Yet mandem sell d** but mandem know business The man that steals cars, that man there could fix it If I didn't spit bars, could be behind them in the prison Tell a kid he won't be sh**, he won't be sh** I tell a kid like Will told me, "you'll make Ps, kid" And when that cheque came, I was with Smithy up in Camden Then we popped champagne with my mumzy in East Ham f** about, we're still [?] Take off Watch the mandem aim for the top Champagne for the pain and Croc Gotta keep a roadman safe on that block All night we dream of that life All night we prepped for this fight And to my dargs that hold me down More life, more life [Chorus] Please free the mandem that's locked up I ain't saying that they never f**ed up But where is forgiveness? Please free the mandem that's locked up I ain't saying that they never f**ed up But where is forgiveness? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh It's on top right now Cause I got my whole city turned up right now Champagne for the pain and Croc right now The mandem are way up right now, stay up right now Smithy looks about 300k up right now The smile on the kids says it's blatant right now [?]'s doing amazing right now You know that means some motherf**ers hating right now Gotta stop the sharking and the snaking right now A hymn for the streets, n***as praying right now Can I get a amen right now? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh