Part 1: Billy

[Intro]
Yo
Radiant made this fire
It's Kavz
Youngest in charge, man
Look, look
Ay, ay

[Verse]
Let's get controversial
My bars are the hardest about
We leave pure white Off-White like Virgil
A+ in the music scene
If you think that's cap then, bro, you're crazy
I'm not a GOAT just yet, I'm a kid
Prime soon come, just call me Billy
In the club halfway like 50
You know I'm the talk of the town
Five star rating, call me a chef
Always righteous, and I move right
So the first big watch on my wrist goes on my left
Bro's fly like a wing and he's dress in red, right wing, that's Sadio Mané
Backstreet raw, saw too much bullshit
Too many time had to walk through alleys
Think it's Cheerio in the ends, but set' man might get left in Shreddies
So many fiends in the end like Michael
So many horrors scares like Freddie
Kruger the way that he handle the Luger
The Glock 9 gets bust and emptied
Bro shot's so we gotta go shot close range
Ain't stuff like bears and teddies
Barely affording rent, mum had to stack her bread like Tetris
Barley had creps and garms
So just like the clothing brand man had to take risks
But for length, that's 256, and I want pure sound with no delay
Told bro-bro "just stop with the trapping"
Told bro-bro I'ma get him paid
Yo, now I gotta step and flex 'cause when I was broke, nah, they never listened
Just gave a girl some bars and flows
Now just like Chip she a Run Out Riddim
Man know I'm the youngest boss
I'm makin' prof, but they man's loaded
Kill that verse, put that beat in hearses
I ain't a goat 'cause I just be kidding
Uh, man, I need that breather
Cloud 9 is the place I reside, I'm up like I'm smokin' reefer
Bad bitch looks like Beyoncé, that girl right there is a Diva
16 I'm a classy prospect
Sport more when I pull on levers
Push to start, we don't need no keys, nah
Been hungry for 15 summers, 16 and my plate ain't empty
Suns out, guns out
Skepta the way that I get no sleep, mums life, it's lengthy
No hydration, precipitation, drippy occasions get as well
King shit like my name is Bach
And I stay in school, catch Z's, Odell
If two of my guys step thru with me, then you know that we're 6-feet deep
Everest cold, and the haters know that they can't stop gang from getting P
Maypole sides to the LC Sides, on bus and we're still in South
Word, that kid 19 got bagged by the blues, Mason Mount
Part 2: Pain

[Intro]
Yo
Ay, ay

[Verse]
So how do I start this?
The pain ain't made me an artist
The guy that made Michelangelo, the sculpture, he can't carve this
Like rain, tear drops on harness
The snakes in the grass they got me
Steep hills and deals like Tetley
Had no sleep like drinkin' coffee
Hear blicks and sirens, dottys
And I swear on my life, if you got no bread, no love from girls or thotties
Go through 'gram and I see the goals
So peak, can't even copy
It's like love if fake but the pain is real
I was strugglin' keepin sane
Got a smile on the face, when I get back home, it's gone like David Blaine
Vanish, it ain't clean
Wore same clothes that I had 13
Mum couldn't get new shoes
Ever since she cried 'bout rent, I had to get my dream
As a yute couldn't get no gifts but now that I understand
One day I'll bless my marge with a crib and more than a hundred grand
Age 15 I was out here anxious and I weren't really makin' P's
Rod Wave the way my mum said I wear my heart on both my sleeves
My boy was stuck in streets and he just got put in jail
Know how it feels when you're on the roads
And you see a blue light on your vehicles tail?
Wherever the rap game takes me
Mums life, these guys can't change me
I'm one of a kind, I pour my heart on tracks, yet mandem hate me
Grew up with half of my elders dead
I ain't have no help or guidance
Man, I grew up sad in the mists of loudness, I always stayed in silence
And the heartbreak later in life ain't help, but it gave me stress
Weren't that I knew, but I know for a fact I was bare depressed
And I speak for all of my peoples
For the youths out there, I'm the voice
Music kept me sane
Now I gotta speak up, I ain't got no choice