Better Way-Novelist

I'm tryna make a better way I'm showin' love so I can get rid of the pain Still in the hood, I'm thankin' God I'm here today He's got my back, I'm never lacking when I pray The sun's out And I'm feelin' good, not feelin' run down Lookin' at the sky, I don't know why, but my head's above clouds Ain't got one doubt, good energy don't run out I'm keepin' it real with the g's, we make our mums proud Bassbox in the back of the drop-top, tubs loud Cruisin' with the gang, and nobody pulled the guns out Ain't nothin' like when all of the mandem come out And it makes my day when I get me a Flake for one pound G-step comfortably, alone when I'm with no company I greet my ebony sisters, lookin' lovely The gang is what I love to see, Novelist I come in peace So keep it real with the kid cos' I'm a southern G South-east; that's where I'm from and I walk with G-O-D From Lewisham borough, the colour is B-L-U-E Tell a younger 'walk with me' And I make them talk with me And I teach them manaman about makin' p's, they're makin' p's