The Long Way Home Lyrics - The Long Way Home - Krept & Konan

Bottles, bottles, pour it all 

Please pour these bottles, bottles for our heavy hearts 

Our heavy hearts 

My love runs so deep, sit here and pray to God 

Cause we just did it all and the shit's too different 

When I put on a show, now they wanna listen 

I don't know, on my life 

I don't know, on my life 

They say, nothing was gained, everything lost all out of heartache 

But what I know, look at me now, begging for heartbreak 

I don't know, on my life 

I don't know, on my life 

Yo, nigga check the stacks, check the results 

We in your top five by default 

I swear to God we're putting UK rap on 

Playlists on national radio, with a trap song 

Respect the fact me and Kone opening some doors 

You think they would have put a song like that on there before? 

Nah, well I guess we the game changers 

A lot of press on this star, we're the game's favourites 

My nigga hit me, said that he was in a dark place 

But our achievements inspired him, and he can't wait 

To be something and chase his dream for real 

picked my award up in front of Pharrell 

Staples Center in L.A., feeling kind of major 

Staples in a box, like I'm filing papers 

Gonna get a mortgage off of rap, I sad that I'd do it 

Now that's what the fuck I call house music 

Taking pictures of this money, I'm a pick-pocket 

Whip's got a fresh plate, boy I'm dish washing 

Young niggas doing well, man that shit ain't often 

A black nigga that balled, man that shit ain't common 

They thought I'd be a typical black nigga 

Making notes out of keys like a bad singer 

It could have ended in a grave, so I show my blessings 

Or in the can, but that's so depressing 

A few of your ratings are still overdue 

You still don't hear us? Then we'll grow on you 

Cause we the ones they used to stereotype 

Now they play us on radio, we the stereo type 

Yeah, nothing better than a proud mum 

How man rappers did we outrun? 

Bet they didn't think a BET would be the outcome 

Wiz Khalifa told us he wants to get on the album 

Yeah, shit's so surreal 

Labels in the States tryna close a deal 

New kids on the block, we the new wave 

This good music got me two chains 

I say I'm blessed but they're saying that I'm lucky 

Selling fast food, I could have ended up a junkie 

Look at all the people that we won over 

Sex on the couch thinking that I've come so far 

Could have chose to sell the green in the blocks fam 

And be a green icon, that's a Whatsapp 

But nah, nigga I'm just tryna live 

All these awards, all that's missing is a BRIT 

(Let me, let me break it down) 

Money, cars and fame, what you are, a name 

People think, start to change 

I can try hide it, try fight it 

No point, things just aren't the same 

The hood just ain't the same 

Crime rise, gun wars, bang bang 

Might run up on you real quick 

Pull it out, won't get a second chance, this ain't a game 

Been there, done that, wore the T-shirt 

Got the marks, scars from the wars 

Tryna gain a name, make a way 

Take the game, then charge through the doors 

I'ma keep going, keep flowing 

Keep showing 'til my arse on the Forbes 

From in the hood, little crooks, to Guinness Books 

Please start the applause 

Please clap for me 

I'm the truth, I should work in a factory 

MTV lists, number one, we had to be 

A mortgage deposit is what they're taxing me 

Yeah, I earned this living 

Move like I'm Brazilian, German whipping 

When it comes to winning awards, you're my son 

Because that's over 7-1 

It's more than money, this material goals 

I'm aware it ain't about these clothes 

And that's real, I just hope that you remember me 

So I'ma get my foot in the door and leave a legacy 

I remember sitting in my classroom 

Listening to Wiley and Dizzee Rascal 

Breaking all the class rules 

Now we've got more trophies than Arsenal 

About a thousand on the shoes 

Mummy's birthday, I put her on a cruise 

Tell me what I've gotta prove 

My cousin phoned me, said she saw us on the news 

I was really in the street, you can go and phone much 

Squeezed the gun off in the car, nearly shot my own foot 

Now I'm sitting here thinking 'bout plaques and a Grammy 

From me and Bounce testing out the MAC in the alley 

How me made it this far's still a mystery 

Dropped the mixtape and made history 

Tryna do way more than they expect 

Heard the top gets lonely, thank God I got Krept 

They say it's our time and I don't wanna be late 

I think too much cause I just wanna be great 

Girls in the hotel and they don't wanna behave (behave!) 

What they gonna say? 

First headline show sold out in a day 

I pray the fame will never change us 

Had the whole arena looking like Wrestlemania 

Lights everywhere 

This summer, yeah we've been on flights everywhere 

Egypt to L.A 

Then Amsterdam, smoking weed on the stage 

All the things we had to overcome 

So I treat every chance like it's my only one 

So fuck the fake love and the pretenders 

"Don't Waste My Time" got on Eastenders 

What can they tell me? 

Everywhere I go they want a selfie 

I guess that's how it is when you're popular 

But watch your back cause snakes ain't only on the Nokia 

Sug and Travs got daughter's now 

And I'm doing all that shit we used to talk about 

When I was young I always dreamed that I would be this 

I wish my dad was alive so he could see this 

Yeah, I'ma take the long way home 

I'ma take the long way home 

I'ma take the long way so I can hear the beat play 

I'ma take the long way home 

I'ma take the long way home 

I'ma take the long way just to hear the beat play 

I'ma take the long way home 

I'ma take the long way home 

I'ma take the long way, long way 

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