[Intro]
Yeah
Like, I heard Snipekeedo's Real Talk
I heard Big Rem's Real Talk
I thought "bruv, we've got a lot to say too" (I swear)
Just listen, bruv

[Verse 1]
I had to do this
The reason being because I got a lot to say
And my dad told me something
Stick to your music because [?] is not the way
But the reason I'm [?]
Is because I'm the underdogs do not get paid
I used to make a little change in the parties
But then the gang parties locked the raves
So the promoters stopped the raves
Ask N.E I've been hot from day
I was gonna quit, it's hard to get food
Then [?] said, "Littles I've got a way"
As I thought, fuck it I gotta stay
I'm in the game now, so I gotta play
But who's there to support me?
When most of the mandem is locked away
And somebody's kid got shot today
Think what the parents have gotta face
Oi, Alex, as the day go past
And I ain't thought we knew fam, not a day
And fam, no we'll never be
You'll be my memory forever g
And to the mandem in jail
Don't take it to heart if I ain't writ you a letter b
It's just that I don't know what to say
And I don't know what to write
Because I'm on the road all free
And you're in HMP all locked in time
And little bro may look up to me
But please don't follow my footsteps
Just go to school and do your work
And get the best grades you could get
And you know your big brother's a hood rep
So don't worry about getting good kreps
Because if you get grades and get a job
Just think of the shit you could get

[Chorus]
I wish that I could find me a spaceship and fly (Fly)
Fly (Fly)

[Verse 2]
Young Dot, keep doing your thing
P Money, stop screwing and grim
Oi, N.E, it's only music fam
Nobody can bust off your ting
Oi, [?], I heard your Real Talk
And you said you're a teacher
But Essentials went pear shaped
And you broke up fam, what are you trying to teach us?
Alright, you needed a breather
But you man didn't have to leave us
So why all them man from East ain't bread?
We was left to eat crust
And you was on the wheel, trying to get rich
And I was on the game, trying to get big
But now we're all one team, so tell me, who's gonna rep this?
And there's a few things that I let slip
And there's a few lies that I let live
I need to stick to my music and stay off the road
And stop getting arrested

[Chorus]
I wish that I could find me a spaceship and fly (Fly)
Fly (Fly)

[Verse 3]
Yeah, I'm a young white MC
So they compare me with Scratchy, Devlin and [?]
But I don't wanna be the best white MC
I wanna be the best in the world fam
But if I don't make it in music
I don't know where will I be
And Blacks, you know that we're boys for life
So when you eat, I eat
And when I eat, you eat
And we'll get there on our two feet
But no one wants to open the doors
So they game will end up dying in [?]
And Wiley told me, "Littles, there's money to make in music"
So it's either stay on the streets to the beats
But fam, you better choose it
I got talent, I gotta use it
And you know I'm in love with the music
They know I'm sick on the mic
Hazardous sessions, fam I proved it
And if you wanna beef me
I'll be at the top, come make me
I'm finally moving now
Thanks to boss man Logan and Cheeky