Verse One
I wanted to bust, but never made the circle of trust
In a crew as an I cos it was never an us
12 Stone, I can’t forget the things I was shown
Even though I felt alone and left me out in the cold
Had to leave and try and do this thing on my own
And it worked, cos soon enough I started to blow
Airplay on radio getting requests for a show
Took it to the next level and by 20 years old
Had released 2 albums and I’d won a MOBO yo
What do you expect? What can you say?
I felt the very same way of the entire UK
And refused to play a part of this ridiculous game
To criticize and judge a rapper on the way that he spray
If the way that he spray doesn’t amount to the same
As the way that I spray but that’s the choice that he made
It’s no reason to get on stage and try and call him a fake
But I take that bad energy and make it my fuel
To take me to my destination middle finger to you
See this aint no classroom and I aint stuck in a school
So nobody aint gonna try and make me follow they rules
Especially when they never done the things that I do
And I wouldn’t let em’ stop me think about it would you?
So I gotta do the many things I did on my own
But son, what did you expect? You left me alone


Chorus
What do you expect? You left me here alone [and now they can’t believe it]
What do you expect? You left me here alone [they really can’t believe it]
What do you expect? You left me here alone


Verse Two
Paid my dues cos everyday I had to make moves
And had to listen when I heard em’ say you snooze and you lose
And be prepared to be the only one who stepped in my shoes
An album every year or maybe there’s two
But when I see these other rappers they got nothing that’s new
Aint no need for fabrication I am telling the truth
Sometimes I get the feeling I was out on a ledge
They shut the window and they left me out there freezing to death
On the edge but yo I am a baker of bread
So I knew how to survive turn it around on its head
Turning nothing into something never fall but instead
Be the kind of rapper on the stage who’s breaking a leg
So when I feel on the outside, maybe that’s a great thing
Maybe that’ll stop my head from over inflating
Maybe it can justify the time that I’ve been waiting
Or maybe it can teach me how to exercise patience
Or maybe it was Nathan, nada complete Zippo
Or maybe I was meant to cause a splash and not a ripple
Maybe I’mma stampede while other rappers tip-toe
Already made money so my motto’s not8 to get doe
Already made an album plus already made a sequel
They should of took me in they’re circle
And stopped me from the inside, I doubt it would of worked though
And now I sit with a smirk yo, singing


Chorus