These walls, these walls bringin′ fire to my eyes, eye, woah

I know, I know it's killin′ me inside

Things I've sacrificed for this life

Everybody gotta make sacrifices

Sometimes it ain't as simple as black and white is

Especially when you got a bit of gangsteritus

Trap star, rap star, man are gangster writers

We was blendin′ in rentals with cats as drivers

I used to stack all the twenties spend all the fivers

Nowadays, everybody wanna go viral

But I got ′em on a needle like a old vinyl

2021, year of the entitled

They say the trilogy itself's like the street bible

Separate to elevate, it′s been vital

I been a big idol, I bleed out my eyeballs

Different days, I'm either homicide or suicidal

I don′t think it's my fault, it′s just the path that I walk

Crown court spoilt, man are armed and blaggin'

Stepped in the party laggin'

They say they′re gang but they′re hardly bangin'

I′m tryna hit him in his skull like I'm bringin′ Ed Hardy back in

Hit the can, then my dargs'll wrap him

Since Feltham ′06, they been sayin' I been hard at rappin'

Kamikaze, the visit got half the pack in

My brother gets it crackin′ then I′m gettin' it crackin′

I'm too tapped to tap in

Shit, still smoke in my Prada jacket

These walls, these walls bringin′ fire to my eyes, eye, woah

I know, I know it's killin′ me inside

Things I've sacrificed for this life

It's weird how sometimes I miss the days

When I never had a spliff to blaze

Nanny hugged me in the courtroom and kissed my face

My troubled childhood I wished away

Another day, another risk to take

Crown court, lookin′ six to eight

Now I′m in the booth daily goin' six for eight

I used to mix the coke, not mix the tape

Now this mixtape cost ten bricks of flake

I need freedom like air

You never understand until ′til you see it disappear

And I can't lie I wish money was here

I′ll give it all to have him back and put one in the air

Man say they wanna kill me, I ain't scared

I′ll double your dare, even cover your fare

I'm goin' out like Tony at the top of the stairs

Ain′t my first choice but I be in some fuckery affairs

Mum struggled for years, Nan suffered for years

That′s buckets of tears

Hence, the fire burnin', so when it comes to these numbers I′m too assertive

I got my suttin' on me, crisis averted

Crisis averted means it′s on person

Not third person

When suspects turn victims it's on purpose

I′ve done bird with long-termers, wrong turners

Stop starters, cop burners, we're not learners

These walls

Fire

These walls

Me inside

Everybody gotta make sacrifices