I said
Too many man wanna spend time looking like they got it
Instead of actually going out and getting it
Too many dead tunes are getting called bangers
I call this type of person a number 9 goal hanger

Sometimes I worry that I've lost the ability
Then it hits me 16 in the peak of the evening
Keep on speaking
32'll leave their jaws closer to the floor than the paint on the ceiling
It's a troublesome feeling
When they compare their bars to the ones that I'm preaching
Feed off the feeling
I lose sleep over fears I could ever stop breathing
Ever stop teaching
Paint a picture of my life and these eyes start peeping
Tyres start screeching
Turn a corner break bread with whoever that greets me
Forever discretely
Making your family ties look like they were made naively
Yeah, doubts creep in
I'm hearing shouts from the west
That you find rapping a little too challenging
And thats a little too baffling
Have you considered it's damaging
To the front you show in front of the iPhone camera
All glamour a simple matter to lower the barrier
And you might find you carry a little more stamina
Might find yourself a little more happier, yeah

Cos too many man wanna spend time looking like they got it
Instead of actually going out and getting it, yeah
Yeah, too many dead tunes are getting called bangers
I call this type of person a number 9 goal hanger
I said
Too many man wanna spend time looking like they got it
Instead of actually going out and getting it, yeah
Yeah, too many dead tunes are getting called bangers
I call this type of person a number 9 goal hanger

Yeah
All you goal hangers living offside
What's life when your better than your top five
Watch hype find us, top striker violence
Find strides I must, downsize the lifeless
I drive round and digest what I left, it's my mess
Me vs me now, only fighting against my best
That's my test and my gripe
Been doubted like my whole life
Outed like my whole life
Been bout it like my whole life
Been working like the whole week see
When you live your dreams you can't just go sleep see
When you're in your teens you might feel lonely
You smoke weed till days move real slowly it's so deep
We hold grief and good days be so brief they so short
They closer now I'm so sure
I'm hopeful now I pray more
My vision board could say more
The visions pure I'm grateful
I listened more and stayed true
I hit a wall then made do
I walked through and made moves

Cos too many man wanna spend time looking like they got it
Instead of actually going out and getting it, yeah
Yeah, too many dead tunes are getting called bangers
I call this type of person a number 9 goal hanger
I said
Too many man wanna spend time looking like they got it
Instead of actually going out and getting it, yeah
Yeah, too many dead tunes are getting called bangers
I call this type of person a number 9 goal hanger