Joy Crookes
TBA*
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I was young, I wasn't dumb, I wasn't complacent
Spending years growing up double on my ages
Heartbreak in my routine, loving on my roti
Tripping over moonbeam boys
Sipping on mangoes, some of my sweet-tooth turned to wisdom
If I had known they'd make diamonds out the pressure
I'd be prouder of my concrete
London in my bloodstream, searching for my ball of joy