| Uh, uh, uh, uh, everybody get |
| If it only come around one time, this is it |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
| Yeah, yeah |
| Everybody gets |
| A window, don’t blow it like some Indo |
| Got a foot in the door, then go and kick it in, bro |
| Truest shit I ever spoke |
| If I hadn’t gone through with it you’d never now |
| That I was nice with the tunes that I had afloat |
| Least they can write it on my tomb that I had a go |
| Was another afternoon for an average Joe |
| Probably listenin' to something from Atlanta, though |
| A little bit before my phone had a camera, though |
| Alcatel One Touch, heard a buzz and a text from my man comes up |
| «Yo, there’s this dude Nick you should meet |
| Bruv, he makes beats, you rap, why you keepin' it a secret? |
| Played him that one thing that we did |
| He said that you should link up and he means it |
| He just did the first single off that Unique shit |
| If you haven’t heard then you need to go and peep it, the shit’s mean» |
| Man, wish I was doin' this at fifteen |
| Sixteen, shit, even eighteen |
| Just turned twenty, feel like I’m playin' catch-up |
| Just startin' out, still tryna get the raps up |
| As far as songs to spit, I didn’t have stuff |
| As far as confidence, don’t think I had much |
| But an opp' like this might never come back, cuz |
| I texted back and said, «That's us»; this is it |
| If it only come around one time |
| This is it |
| If you really wanna go the whole nine |
| This is it |
| Something worth pickin' up the phone line to call home |
| Tell 'em you’ll be late |
| Tell mum, «Go and save me a plate, 'cause this is it» |
| Let’s get it on, right now, swear to God |
| This is it right here, better get involved |
| Let’s get it on, right now, swear to God |
| This is it right here, better get involved |
| Me and the misses in a one-bedroom flat |
| Nothing there but a double bed and a new Mac |
| Livin' on our own 'cause the world says to do that |
| Once you are a grown-up, doesn’t change the fact I that |
| Didn’t have no dough, cuz, so the pressure goes up |
| Every month, hopin' that I don’t get the phone cut off |
| Meanwhile, she just goes to work like a soldier |
| Puttin' all the rent on her shoulders, that’s love |
| That’s trust, that’s us |
| Sharing one casa, every weekday’s a mad rush |
| From nine to five, I be tryna write mad stuff |
| Before I gotta hit the road and go pick her up |
| Before the neighbour gets home and starts kickin' up |
| About the noise, still feel like I ain’t found a voice |
| Feel like I ain’t found an outlet |
| Might just dropped this album for free, I’m 'bout to put it out next |
| This is it |
| If it only come around one time |
| This is it |
| If you really wanna go the whole nine |
| This is it |
| Something worth pickin' up the phone line to call home |
| Tell 'em you’ll be late |
| Tell mum, «Go and save me a plate, 'cause this is it» |
| Let’s get it on, right now, swear to God |
| This is it right here, better get involved |
| Let’s get it on, right now, swear to God |
| This is it right here, better get involved |
| Late 2013 things are hummin', dropped |
| «Runnin'», now we’re hundred miles and runnin' |
| Damn it feels good to make somethin' out of nothin' |
| But the knockout punch is the one you don’t see comin' |
| Thinkin' back I get a knot in my stomach |
| When my sis told me that our dad might not wake up from it |
| It’s not like I didn’t know he would have to go |
| Somehow you still feel it’ll never happen though |
| 'Cause he been fightin' that since I was in primary |
| You get immune to seein' him hooked to an IV |
| Makin' visits up to the ward so we could talk |
| Over hospital noise, things beepin' and buzzin' off |
| That’s somethin' you don’t want nothin' of |
| Hell of a thing for someone to suffer from |
| The ironic part of it all is, it’s because of those |
| Times that I got to know him better than I ever did |
| Just realized I ain’t been the same ever since |
| Guess it took a bigger toll than I said it did |
| Been tryna get it in, wasn’t nothin' comin' out |
| Label on my back tellin' me the time’s runnin' out |
| But I don’t do nothin' for the sake of it |
| Want it done right, then you gonna have to wait a bit |
| Still hear my dad sayin' this |
| Wish that I could show ya, time to let him know the wait is over |
| This is it |
| If it only come around one time |
| This is it |
| If you really wanna go the whole nine |
| This is it |
| Something worth pickin' up the phone line to call home |
| Tell 'em you’ll be late |
| Tell mum, «Go and save me a plate, 'cause this is it» |