{Verse 1: Loyle Carner}

Check, uh

Don't know, you will never by now

Get a flow then you better mind out

Can't better my sound

Been the best in my town with the bars and

I'm setting mine down

Letting mine out

Don't step in my bout

If I'm hard watch, let him find out

Trust, let him find out

Pepper my sound

I'll be looking like I let off 5 rounds

Coulda bet him 5 pounds and that

Doubt the fact

I'm down to whack

We can do this round the back

Allow the chat

Happy til the hounds attack

I'm bouncing back with the bars til the crowd reacts

It's like I'm inside

I speak

Keep telling me it's pеak

Weren't ready for thе P's

Ready for the beef

Back, and I'm ready for a little bit of each

{Chorus: JNR Williams}

Oh they lost themselves in lying

Oh they lost themselves in lying

Oh they lost themselves in lying

Oh they lost themselves in lying

[Verse 2: Kojey Radical & Loyle Carner]

Kojey: Funny how they didn't wanna hear me then

But they hear me now, yeah I hear that G

Loyle: Funny how back then I wanted to be like you

Now the kids wanna be like me

K: Wanna think like me, wanna speak like me

Sometimes even I wanna be like me

Or the me they see on the TV screens

On the side of the fence where the grass ain't green

L: Yeah, Its funny that they didn't want feedback

Now they need that

Uh, leave that tell 'em ease back

Yeah, I didn't wanna cry no more

Cam kicked this and I relapsed

K: Hit the weed man for a deep chat

Unpack with the 3 5 then I lean back

Smile on show but the pride get tucked

Yeah, I got brave face didn't wanna need that

L: There ain't no time for no messin'

I keep the past in the present

K: They was tryna make darkness a weapon

L: I was tryna make darkness a blessing

K: And since the stakes is high

L: Uh, I'm just a little man tryna get by

K: Big facts no dimming my light on sight

These bruddas ain't killing my vibe

JNR: (Oh they lost themselves in lying)

L: Uh, tell 'em tell 'em

K: Pinnochio knows no bounds but he's trying

That brudda say he run the jungle but they lying

I'm feeling more George Orwell with my defiance

J: (Oh they lost themselves in lying)

L: Uh

Triple six, turn that shit round pigs flying

Man down

Heart break, mums crying

Yeah, the same reason sons dying

[Chorus]

Oh they lost themselves in lying

Oh they lost themselves in lying

Oh they lost themselves in lying

Oh they lost themselves in lying