Open Conversation & Mark Duggan (Radio Edit)

Grown on me
Cant sing but I wrote you a song, thats grown on me
And my treasures have grown on me
Aware of the responsibilities, grown on me
And when I wear a suit and tie, it looks grown on me
I aint changed, Im just a new old me
Or did you know me?
Grown on me
(Music so gorgeous, got you feeling flawless)
(Music so gorgeous, got you feeling flawless)
(Mu-mu-music so gorgeous, got you feeling flawless)

Uh, I grew up on Eternal, Im tryna be the same
Ever seen a flame in the rain?
No? Then youve never seen Jermaine
In his white-gold chain back in the day, just give me space
Yeah
Though I might have took a Galaxy
I never had a pound
Couldnt afford a Ford so I had to run around

What the fucks an allergy?
All my niggas nuts
We werent allowed in the youth club
Before we hit the clubs
They said enough was enough
So we had to give em more
When you see sides, I just wanna know youre sure
Are you sure?
Or do you sympathise?
You grew up on Kinder Surprise
I had licks and rice and had to drink my pride

One-on-one since six or five
Lost my marbles, looking down the drain
Tryna find em, I couldnt find em
(Look a little closer to home, you might find em)
I might find em?
Ive got my skateboard
Ive got my rucksack, Ive got my 8 balls
Ive got two sticks and I aint playing pool
I know whos who, Im from the same school
And it's hard knocks, where it makes you
Or it breaks you, I didnt snap in half
I just snapped in class
Its a miracle I didnt catch that charge
Aint got time to waste
Night time, thats like my time of day

When youre 32 shade of grey
In this concrete jungle, youve gotta pave a way
Just dont let em take your Jane
( Cant take you, baby)
I start playing Jason when they get adjacent
You know how that movie goes
Click-clack, bang-bang on my foes, 2Pac taught me that
Biggie Smalls taught me swag
Got my Versace shirt, put my car in reverse
I was hypnotised with Medusa in my lenses
Now Im Medusa to my exes
Dont look at me, dont look at me
Unless youve got the whole booking fee

I used to have a hole in my jeans
Holes in my tee
Now I buy outfits for the whole of my team
You couldnt shot on the block I live
Moving Bobby Brown, that was just my prerogative
Just my prerogative
Driving cars with no indicators
I took a right turn with no indication
The only stimulation was ipi-dipi -dation
How many of my niggas Ill be seeing in the station?

Im getting fed up
Member they put the cuffs on me
Felt like I couldnt even stand up or breathe
Brother Mark never made it to custody
I see his kids now and again
I give them every cent that Ive got up in my pocket
But it isnt enough
Cause when he saw me at the lights
He said give me your number
Got the same schoolshirt, now Im wearing this jumper

Saying RIP
Just know you R-I me
Every verse from your coffin and Im not stopping
Sick of money often, see Kamani often, see Shenaia often
See the pressures we had, tryna take it off them
Turned the hangman rope into straight white-gold
Cuh we rose from the dungeon
Zeros to the hundreds
And they can write books on us where we come from
Thats why were heroes on our junction
Grown on me
Cant sing but I wrote you a song, thats grown on me
And my treasures have grown on me
Aware of the responsibilities, grown on me