Tinchy Stryder - Follow lyrics

[Intro] Yeah G, yeah G Strydes, 'ay Dirt, we're nice Ruff Sqwad, E3 Bow What's good? Follow (follow) [Hook] Follow (follow), follow (follow), follow (follow) This is the life I follow (follow), follow (follow) This is the life and this is the life I follow (follow), follow (follow), follow (follow) This is the life I follow (follow), follow (follow) This is the life I choose to lead and Follow (follow), follow (follow), follow (follow) This is the life I follow (follow), follow (follow), follow (follow) This is the life I follow (follow), follow (follow) This is the life and this is the life I follow (follow), follow (follow) This is the life I choose to lead [Verse 1] I'm, I'm, I'm T Stryder Look, before the mic ting I was lurking about with the usual suspects Back gra**, ask anyone, I'm a baller But now it's a brand new day Face is bait and my life's in danger So I keep it goonish soldier Star in the hood so I'm bursting now, not later I been about from backer From day with Kallage and Cancer On this ting from St Bonaventure's It's like a man can't hear that So I take 'em deeper To the days when man done eaters Wait, wait, and we wait 'til the moon comes out Then we ride out, clean up the streets like sweepers The first doe went halfs with cater From then it was double the paper We jack phones on Roman Road Cut through ??? just for the fever Hit up the connecting Bethnal block That Slix and I kept scheming, trust that Had an eye on some badman Avi's All leveled off with a brand new Prada And I was like nice on the mic So I lined up youth clubs, Friday nights No song, bare hooks I was writing I was prepared for the open mics Now look, I'm a little bit older Surprise, surprise, I'm a household name now You know me I'm Tinch, I'm Stryder One look, one hand, true grinder [Hook] [Verse 2] That was a brand new page and a brand new day I spend most of my time In the studio booth and I spray These lyrics you're hearing, I realized music pays Couz, I'm back to them old school ways Robbing hard with a screwed up face One level trim, no old school fade Title's there and the bling's in place And we still hear gunshots bursting Still see feds in their plain clothes lurking Some go jail, come back, commit the same crime 'Cos a man ain't learning And the OG's, they keep earning Making a paper stack Flip that, move that box in a flash Trust me, them man there keep turning Oh, look, I'm still so clever Said I'd be here like I don't know better And the 'hoods involved with guns and d** And sh** 'cos we know no better Oh, look, I'm a big go getter Stacking hard since Avirex leathers So much style, you can tell by the garms But still look cool in the Avirex leather Oh, Strydes, I'm an E3 goon And it's hurting them that I'm gonna blow soon That's why bare wasteman wanna diss my, diss my But they can't diss my tune This is the life I choose to lead And this is the life I choose to follow (follow), follow (follow) This music path, yep, I try to follow [Hook]