Breakaway Lyrics - Tinchy Stryder

[Chorus by Funda] 

I want you to leave (leave) 

I want you to go (go) 

But you keep telling me the streets are all you know (know) 

I just want a better life 

But you won't breakaway... 

[Tinchy] 

Yeah... 

It's a standard ting that I keep it ghetto 

Roads ain't nothin' like calm or mellow 

Too much P's to be got so I get doe 

Man hold bricks in the bits like Lego 

Some put stones in their chains, all yellow 

Me I get low in the blacked out Renault 

With Soldier, Dirty Danger and Lee Wello 

P's involved and man are like 'Hello' 

Hi, come off the roads they're cold 

That's why I do music, I'm puttin' up shows 

If not, back to square one that's right 

Start from scratch, re-plottin' them O's 

Roads keep callin' me back but I'm not involved 

Then I hear don't then I'm right in road 

I got caught up by the sidewalk 

It's like the roads ain't lettin' go 

[Chorus x2] 

I want you to leave (leave) 

I want you to go (go) 

But you keep telling me the streets are all you know (know) 

I just want a better life 

But you won't breakaway... 

[Tinchy] 

Yeah... 

Them golden boys in the games wanna call me 

You're a household name's what they told me 

Through this game I been flying out 

Stage shows abroad with Wiley, Skepta and JME 

Fans show love when I bring out my CD 

Girls get hyped when they see me on TV 

Cos they know I'm the man like PD 

When I come through it's all fresh Armani 

But I keep gettin' sidetracked by the streetlife 

It's more to the roads then streetlife 

Shotters jack rude guys in the corner 

That's why some walk street with a borra 

Might see two or three gash in the corner 

Might see two or three goons in the corner 

If the boydem roll up 

Give your stash to the gash, divert from the corner 

That's why I'm tryna get away from the hype tings 

Settle down with a girl, me I want life ting 

Nothin' ain't comfy, cozy in the hood fam 

That's why I'm tryna get paid through the mic ting 

But there's something about these roads 

Too much P's to be got so I get doe 

Still tryna get legal though 

Or we hustle, grind, it's the life we roll 

[Chorus x2] 

I want you to leave (leave) 

I want you to go (go) 

But you keep telling me the streets are all you know (know) 

I just want a better life 

But you won't breakaway... 

[Tinchy] 

Yeah... 

And I move on the roadside G 

And I get that doe like the roadside G's 

And I let it grow, I ain't spendin' a piece 

And I hustle, grind, still about them P's 

06 Mercs still I want them keys 

But I ain't gonna get that keys for the droptop 

Not too quick if I just MC 

So I do a bit of dirt for the P's 

At the same, look, I ain't got time for 

All these guys to be pullin' out 9's 

Too many egos clash on the roads 

I ain't got time I'm ninja like wolves 

Try and get low on the streets 

And I ain't rollin' with heat 

I want legal doe 

So I spray flows on the beat 

But I still get caught up with shit on the road