My Story

This is my story

This is my story

Came from radio, it was late

Left the car, went straight to my gate

Head straight

Didn't even look left

Got my key out, started hearing footsteps

Right over my shoulder

Had to act fast, I can hear them getting closer

Tryna' keep calm and put my key into the door

Thinking to myself if I don't make it then it's over

I don't know how I managed it

Ran into my mum's room panicking

Mum shouting at me \"Karl what's happening?\"

Carl shouting at me \"Karl what's happening?\"

How the hell did I get in this?

Tryna' hold the door but it's coming off the hinges

Somebody wake me from this dream now

Then I hear a gunshot and my mum scream out

Somebody come and save the day

Somebody take this pain away

How can I ask God for help now, when I ain't even prayed today?

Is this how my life ends? (Nowhere to run, no place to hide in)

Carl ran out of the room tryna' fight them

Two more gun shots, everything's silent

Mum ran downstairs, she's crying

And I can't move a muscle but I'm trying

Praying for an ambulance but I can't hear a siren

She said he's shot I hope she's lying

I hear her shouting out for help, I think he's dying

I'm thinking why him? Was it wrong place, wrong timing?

I see him at the bottom of the stairs

Mum shaking while the neighbours tryna' save him, heart racing, wishing I could disappear

And it shoulda been me but it's him lying there

And I know it isn't fair

I phone Skanks, phone Shook, my whole body's in shock, I couldn't even shed a tear

Trapped in this nightmare, how did I get here?

This is my story

All the pain, all the things, falling on me

All the blood, sweat and tears but don't worry

Flashing lights, seen my life flash before me

This is my story

This is my story

Woke up to a ping on my blackberry

It was a message from Kone saying \"somebody tried to kill me and got my family\"

I rubbed my eyes, is this a dream or reality?

Kone said \"Krept who the fuck was this mad at me?\"

God, how we gon' solve this catastrophe?

Then God gave us 'Otis' it was a blessing from him

Cos it stopped us from going getting reckless on him

Thinking to quit music

Thinking to go and do something stupid

Then things fell in place and started improving

That's why I say the music chose us, we didn't choose it

Bearing in mind Kone started from scratch

Feds took his house, money, clothes, he never had jack

Then I got a call from Vash

He told us the plan so we got up in the lab

Then things started to pick up even more

Skepta hollered at me, said that we should come on tour

Skepta don't even realise what he did for us

Well if you're listening, thank you for help fixing us

From the tour, all these shows start coming in

Back on our feet now the money started flooding in

Invested in clothes and money started doubling

Now so much for struggling

Watching Kones getting back up on his feet

Thinking \"how's he coping\