paying 4 their sins

Zayn

Look into your eyes, I m seeing there you are
Open up the doors I m coming in again, baby
The way you looking at me, no lie
There s something here tonight, I ain t felt before
No, you got me wanting, wanting more
When there s so much enough
Girl, I heard the rumours before
That noise ain t come over to my place
When the? From the ceiling, this feeling don t leave me
Can I, can I, Can I get your phone with
Whatever, a day living in my own shit
Living in my, living, living in my

Okay, it s in my bones, reverberated tone
See for certain, like a service
I m a clerk just getting work done
See the conscious ain t an option
it s a constant as I slot shit into place
Up and down on the seesaw
like the jigsaw felt the weight
Eclipsing what felt distant
as I m repping on the stage
Feel I done my homework, time to step it on the stage
Got in the steps
Time to separate the rage that lives inside me
As I elevate my wings that fly me
Kerosine to the flames, ignite it
Got it s own kinda climate
Still a workout climbing Eiffel
need to change the cycle
False idols, never vulnerable
Can t lie I came to humble ya

I m moving through the jungle
like Jumanji cause I m hunting ya
The thought of UK rap comes to mind
and it s a Londoner
Put a pin on the north side of the map
that man s a conjurur
See it in all the parts
just like my heart I feel it s modular
Ain t budging on my budget, never compensate the subject
Never converse with a suspect
MC Hammer, they can t touch this
Ain t got glamour when they stammer
Man got bored, I changed the channel
Upped the armor, man s a farmer
Rep the flannel, needed balance
like I m on the ledge with Thanos
Drink from legacies chalice in my pegasus palace
If I m a horse, I came with wings

Focused on the growth
and man I ain t concerned with things, yo
I ain t fuck all special, just a mixed race kid that sings
Split down the middle like I m paying
for their sins
It s coming from within, cold like ice on my gin
I see the fight, I overcome it like I m Tyson in the gym
It s fight or flight, that s why I m heightened
like I m righteous to begin
Got my sights now on the mark
see there s a spark came from within
Sometimes it s dark
but the contrast paints a mark with no remark
Feeling pent up like I m Clark
I m feeling Kent, just needs his friends
Reliance on his sense, there s no compliance
Still I m flying til I m seeing my own end

(Seeing my, seeing my, seeing my)
(Seeing my, seeing my, seeing my)
(Seeing my, seeing)
(Seeing my own, seeing my)