Kwasi Arthur - JANUARY 3RD lyrics

I don't need a powerpoint to ever give you my word I'm just trying to lead the flock so I don't care what you heard When I spit the truth, they find it absurd, if anyone asks I wrote this on January the 3rd Everything in moderation, including moderation; I ain't scared of an enemy Just these friends that are really pagans Most guys think I really made it Ex-friends filled with loads of hatred, dealing with complex situations, with complex solutions with people that are quite basic Problems that are out of this world, so I'm alienated High expectations that I can't keep, thinking about all the accolades that I can't reach Call me Drake, cause' if you're reading it's too late There's a party next door and I just wanna preach I write for my people's having troubles with their evils Still disturbing London like I'm flipping Sasha Keable Black stars trying to be fly like super eagles Wish I never played these games cause' in my resident she's evil All these negative thoughts they're all in your head Wrote this at 2am, and after that I never slept Physically you're alive but mentally you're dead All these girls are feeling blue over the texts that they read I'm not sure if it's a gift or a curse, I was listening to Jhene thinking maybe I'm the worst These girls thought I was sweet until the star went and burst Man I was listening to Jango way before I was tha first Man you heard, bad things occurred, things were once clear but nowadays it's just blurred Relationships deterred; and I ain't that guy to clear up rumours that you heard I'm sorry to the people that tried to overlook me So much spoken words I might break like Suli Bilal was that friend that really tried to push me They don't want to join your boat until you're floating quite cushty You're a funny guy on insta might call you Rene This is more than you can stomach but you're buying all these bellies, I'm the guy in them converse not bothered by Giuseppes I had troubles writing this but I'm so damn ready I told Denis I'm the best, he said 'Kwasi, where's the proof?' Cause' I was making demonstrations way before my youth They say 'when's the tape dropping' I don't even give no clues I wanna get my mum in a convertible just to raise the roof I used to watch Holby City, till' my life became one big casualty Stuck between sanity and vanity, all these guys are mad at me And you can feel that I'm real when you an*lyse my family Why? Cause my brain's working, heart's hurting Not the same person, overworking, never cursing, fashion's burning It's an oxymoron the way I'm earning in the cold furnace And you would think I play for city the way I deal with Sterling So why the flip do they always want to mention my name It was a dreamland when we started our campaign I ain't talking about the weather when I say I wanna reign I don't need a powerpoint to ever give you my word I'm just trying to lead the flock so I don't care what you heard When I spit the truth, they find it absurd, if anyone asks I wrote this on January the 3rd I don't need a powerpoint to ever give you my word I'm just trying to lead the flock so I don't care what you heard When I spit the truth, they find it absurd, if anyone asks I wrote this on January the 3rd Check Check Mad Transition