Potter Payper - When I Was Little

When I was little I weren't
Scared of the Boogeyman
I was scared of scumbag police in a bully van
Hitting robberies on Ilford Lane
Where the hookers hang
Tryna get those kicks Nanny
Said that I couldn't have
When I was little fam I never
Respected my teachers
I respected olders, badness and dealers
Mopeds, 110's, Avi's and Beemas
On my pushbike, up and down in my FILA's
When I was little fam I never knew I was poor
We was on the block licked
Four ways on a draw
One pound chicken and chips
You couldn't want any more
You can't miss it if you ain't had
It or never seen it before
When I was little fam I
Never got attention from girls
Little Viper wears that trackie every
Day and he smells
Ain't been home for like a week
I'm like eleven or twelve
It was a couple years later when
They sent me to jail
When I was little we used to do all-nighters
On the 25 bus to see the West End lights
Not a pound in my pocket
But I miss them times
Cah we were just some hungry
Little kids them times when I was little
A judge sent me Feltham for the summertime
It made me worse
I came out and got a gun and line
And since then I've been in
And out a hundred times when I was little
Shit I thought friends last forever
But I've seen 'em come and go
It only made me better
And seeing my success probably
Only made them bitter
I learned from my mistakes and
It only made me clever
When I was little I used to
Put my friends before my family
I wish it could go back to just
My sisters and my Nan and me
Been a good kid
It weren't college or home-school
Instead she was writing me letters
Sending me postals
Or I'm in the crackhouse and
They're shooting up snowballs
I come home to shower and
Get a million phone calls
Blisters on my heels
I've been hitting 'em all night
Stressing out Nanny
She don't know if I'm alright
When I was little
I don't think I was afraid of the dark
My Mum's boyfriend used to beat her
I've got shame in my heart
Just thinking back
I wish I put my blade in his neck
Instead I stayed out late in the park
When I was little
I didn't wanna be no doctor
I wanted a fed chase from the helicopter
I wanted to turn this Q into an OZ
I wanted to ride R6's like Pedro and Aubrey
When I was little
It was all Skepta and Ghetto
And Stryder, cah I'm a top boy on a level
Then it was Joe Black
Margs and a million pebbles
Hit jail, hit road
Then it's back to the schedule
When I was little
I never thought I'd blow like this
Get dough like this put my pain on the beat
And touch souls like this
How'd it go like this?
I've got a bad bitch with me
Just to roll my spliff when I was little
I never thought I'd blow like this
Get dough like this put my pain on the beat
And touch souls like this

Written by:
Aaron Rogers, Jamal Bousbaa

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