It’s like I’m on a cold, lonely road on my own

Got no-one with me

Man have just got peas, weed, clothes and my phone

Don’t know where I’m going

But tonight don’t think Imma go my home

So much going on in my head right now can’t chill and stay in my zone

It’s overly cold

You don’t know how many times my soldiers have rolled out

On tracks I go for the gold so Depzman’s running this bars ting no doubt

You best keep your jokes on the low

Round here there just ain’t nothing to joke ‘bout

Most time I roll on my own cah most man don’t show up an’ it goes down

And fucked as it sounds that’s just how things are in my home town

0121 nuff man are fake

That’s cool they’re the ones I don’t roll round

Man know me cah I flow well

And If you don’t like me oh well

Cos I ain’t goin’ nowhere fast

Fam if you didn’t know that then you know now

But the way that I spray my bars you can tell there’s pain in my heart

Been goin’ in hard straight from the start but they didn’t wanna rate man it’s a par

But now they praise me and I just laugh

Fam it’s funny how they’re up my arse

Ha, yeah it’s mad how things change

Trust me it’s insane

I remember chillin’ in rain

Now I got a SBTV in Spain

They say that I’m winning

But then I think about Shamz and it brings pain

My darg was too young to go

Real talk it’s too much to take in

But my dargs we’ll soon come to blow

And for you fam know we ain’t waitin’

Now it’s time to get that cake in

Fuck leaves it’s cash that we rake in

Gonna make it history in the makin’

Ain’t got time to wait on some pay ting

That’s just long

My family are workin’

Me chillin’ that’s just wrong

I used to wanna stay strapped up don

Now I want my stacks up long

Started back in the day just writing lyrics for fun

Now man are one of the best in my city

And now I’m writin’ lyrics for Brum

I ain’t got time to sit on my bum

Fam I gotta do this for my mum

And my dargs

Cah I want my real Gs out of that slum

But ay yo fam remember way back

When them man there didn’t wanna know fam

But now I’m doing my ting

Suddenly all of them man wanna know man

I’ve gotta do this ting for my old man

I’m tryna make my dad proud

And I won’t stop til I’ve got big shows

And I’m spittin’ in front of a mad crowd

Now other MCs better back down

Depz I’m creatin’ that mad sound

That mad sound

I’m like Margs comin’ from a mash town

Now I pick up the mic put the mash down

Used to eat up man like hash brown

But I ain’t tryna go back to the bin man have gone way too far for that now

So now I just do my ting

Like I had wings I flew right in

Growing up warring I grew right in

Don’t believe me ask my fam

Late nights crept my crew right in

With my brothers and a few nice tings

Nah you can’t bring your queen round me

She will get jacked cah we move like kings

Come to music I do my ting

Done it from day nah never gonna stop it

Them man there need to stop shottin’

Done it from day and they ain’t never got a profit

I’m danked up off the chest poppin’

Where’s the fag let me build another rocket

Man are sayin’ I’m due to blow up

Like puttin’ water in a plug socket

So I think fuck it

Might as well do me

Nah they don’t say Depzman ‘who’s he?’

They say Depzman’s a true G

And your wife says Depzman’s a cutie

Now you’re pissed off and you wanna slew me

But there ain’t a single thing you can do me

Pissed off and you wanna slew me

But there ain’t a single thing you can do me