Not For The Radio Lyrics - Tinie Tempah

[Intro: MNEK] 

Yeah, yeah 

[Chorus: MNEK] 

They might not play this on the radio 

So I'm gonna make them sure 

This is the realest shit I ever wrote (that I ever wrote) 

So hear my spirit grow 

Grow free in myself 

Feel my humanity 

Kill this, it's a felony 

I'll make sure you remember me 

I'll make sure you remember 

[Verse 1: Tinie Tempah] 

Uh, climbin' high to a brand new grounds 

Got a new crib and you can't come round 

This year, haters gonna pick me up 

This year, no one's gonna hold me down 

Yeah, I'm the shit, yo, word to my bowels 

I wear snapbacks, y'all wear crowns 

Crisis rich if I wasn't this big 

Crisis big if I wasn't this proud 

Yeah, 8 year sittin' on top 

Yeah, I been there, done that, had that what 

'Fore I did rap, had two, two jobs 

Hip-hop, grime and then I went pop 

Trade your life for my life, let's swap 

Go clean in my dad's old shop with a mop 

Where man knew if I wasn't gettin' money on the ends 

I used to wear [?] 

Used to love hoes, now I want bae 

Used to want dough, now I want change 

Used to be wilder, now I'm more tame 

Used to be crazy, now I'm insane 

Yeah, I'm insane, yeah 

Talkin' to the mirror like, "How did I get this fame?" 

TBT '07 and 8 

Me a rich like how we gonna get this play 

I was like, mate, uh 

[Chorus: MNEK] 

They might not play this on the radio 

So I'm gonna make them sure 

This is the realest shit I ever wrote (that I ever wrote) 

So hear my spirit grow 

Grow free in myself 

Feel my humanity 

Kill this, it's a felony 

I'll make sure you remember me 

I'll make sure you remember 

[Verse 2: Tinie Temah] 

Yeah, uh, I think she in love with a married man 

I fell in love with a married chick 

Sometimes I run to a random place 

Sometimes I'm scared of not havin' shit 

Sometimes I fear I might lose it all 

It's such a crazy world, law of averages 

I don't know how Drizzy manages 

I don't know how he manages 

Nearly fell apart in the first year 

Didn't think that I could handle it 

Rude time, climb, grab a pit 

We smellin' like we sellin' cannabis 

Who in the fuck do they think they are? 

Hope they don't think I'm just any guy 

Hope they don't think I'ma let it slide 

I got every single line memorised 

Love letters to the city, city, city 

Love letters to my city 

Thank you for fuckin' with me 

I know the mayor, I know the nitties 

Lost some papers but I gained the masses 

Wrote my world before I made a classic 

Take a pill and let 'em chase the magic 

Fuck whoever tryna hate on Patrick 

[Chorus: MNEK & Ray BLK] 

They might not play this on the radio 

So I'm gonna make them sure 

This is the realest shit I ever wrote (that I ever wrote) 

So hear my spirit grow 

Grow free in myself 

Feel my humanity 

Kill this, it's a felony 

I'll make sure you remember me 

I'll make sure you remember 

[Bridge: MNEK & Ray BLK & Tinie Tempah] 

This is love, love letters to the city, city, city 

Love letters to my city 

Love, love, love thank you for fuckin' with me 

Thank you for fuckin' with me 

We bring the stars out 

We bring the whole Geordie Shore cast out 

Got a mandem, but it's all wild 

Been drivin' round, we fast now 

I ain't even tryna gloat 

We only that boy skiin' on slopes 

Where there is only roach 

This the realest shit I ever wrote, uh 

[Chorus: MNEK & Ray BLK] 

They might not play this on the radio 

So I'm gonna make them sure 

This is the realest shit I ever wrote (that I ever wrote) 

So hear my spirit grow 

Grow free in myself 

Feel my humanity 

Kill this, it's a felony 

I'll make sure you remember me 

I'll make sure you remember me 

Said you'll remember me 

Always gon' remember, always gon' remember me 

[Outro: Tinie Tempah] 

Uh, climbin' high to a brand new grounds 

Got a new crib and you can't come round 

This year, haters gonna pick me up 

This year, no one's gonna hold me down 

Yeah, I'm the shit, yo, word to my bowels 

I wear snapbacks, y'all wear crowns 

Crisis rich if I wasn't this big 

Crisis big if I wasn't this proud, yeah