[Verse 1: Muslim Belal]
I was just a young pathfinder
A street boy tryna leave the life behind us
How can I see options if I'm walking around blinded?
There's angels in the ghetto, look how Allah came and find us
Who would've thought that I'd be standing in Arabia
In this white cloth with a stance of a believer
I came from Gipsy Hill, success to the ?
I could've ended up dead on those streets, bruv
But I had a vision, the young one with a dream
The first one to run around my estate in those Versace jeans
First one to ride back to my hill on an NRG
The first one to step out in those Nike 120s
Got to party like ?
Retro with a white smile
Walking with a bounce and an ounce cuz my life's wild
I'm from the streets where the g's found peace
I saw Chris turn to Mustafa, and Shub turn Abdul 'Aziz
And as those planes hit the tower
My brain got hit with da'wah
Sitting down with ?, contemplating bout the hour
If I make this decision, I would explain it to my father
Explain it to my mother, Relate it to my sister
And it's crazy cuz I was raised as a believer
And in school they said I was an underachiever
Now look what I achieved, bruh
[Vocals: Castillo]
[Verse 2: Muslim Belal]
I went and got married, had a daughter, guess I thought I was ready
But I ended up divorced, it's like I couldn't walk steady
But I grew up with nothing, and Mum didn't have nothing
I was looking at this world thinking, I gotta make something
And every young teen on my block grew up with big dreams
But the only opportunity they saw was in those themes
I saw the ? turn to money in my jeans
I saw the coke turn to money in my jeans
Saw my face up in those screens
And I'm listening to the slander
Propaganda spread by my own brother
And they're tweeting, 'Like A Soldier' was my best hook
I flew away to Kuwait, and I wrote a book
I flew across United States, and I spoke the truth
They flew me out to Malaysia so I could guide the youth
I flew back to the UK and I wrote a film
I saw my face in like 125 tube - stations
Who would've ever knew?
I would be standing in this position, look at the way I grew
But I don't let the place I come from effect the place I end up
I could be in that pub on a bender
I could be in the street with the grub and a worker
Nah, just a real hard worker
Lost a hundred grand, I still stand tall
Reminiscing on the days when they would call me Smalls
Do you know what it's like to stand on stage and hear them scream a name?
And go home, to the biggest home, and still feel pain
I used catch a number 2 with a fake bus pass
Now I walk through the West End, they ask for autographs
I could check ?
But life don't excite me, this too shall pass
It's the waiting room, heaven is my residence
I don't need perfection, I'm striving for excellence
Tryna make a difference with my presence
Like Malcom, Imma die a legend
[Bridge: Muslim Belal]
She be talking about Versace jeans
And one of these things as teen, having these massive dreams
Well of course we had these dreams
Of course we wanted these things
Because in this world we live in today
We believe that success is measured by wealth
So we want all the things that our eyes can see that look luxurious
Because we think that will give us a life of happiness
But how is it that I find myself, driving around in these big cars, Range Rovers, living in these big flats in Central London worth thousand pounds a month
But I still can't sleep at night? I still can't sleep
But then you put me in the Middle East, I'm living in Egypt
I got these flip-flops on my feet that's worth £2
And I'm living in some village town, in a flat that's worth 150 UK pounds a month
But I find contentment, I find inner peace
You see we're searching for happiness in all the wrong places
You know, living in a hut with faith is better than living in a palace in disbelief
[Vocals: Castillo]
