CHERUB. (prod. by not wokky) by Romeo MAC

pain up on my gums i can taste it on my teeth
all my sinning catching up to me
my demons rolling deep
in the whip bumping something sick
always in that zone
like some days i’m on my own
it feel like i don’t exist
staying waved
it’s the latest craze
i don’t feel at place if i ain’t got the greatest fade
know you can relate
i grow peach fuzz but i think i’m looking better when i’m going babe
i’m not like my dad, he could grow it out and get it braided
i’m ready to go
yeh i’m looking to blow up
i’m ready to grow
i hear i need to grow up
i’m not saying no
we pray to leave that age when we were kids but when you do it’s kinda hard to let it go

living through your phases
used to be a cherub now the baby’s going places
know i'm not the only one who’s looking back on days
and looking at me now, the cars and clothes and all i crave
i feel a fucking...

slave to the almighty sterling
from the cradle to the curtain
go through your whole life just grafting and hurting
ask yourself ‘is it worth it?’
nah
tryna find my passion
in the music and the rapping
am i doing this for me or for the means for latest fashion?
the cash and
the whips and the vip status
the means to live life gratis in a different bracket
and money talks but sometimes i feel it speak a different language
i’m tryna gain myself a vantage
i’m fucking with these rappers that i hear up in their songs
spitting about some foul shit, it make me try and get it on
but i don’t feel it
i used to wanna rhyme like jay-z
til i realised jay-z ain’t me
and that’s the greatest moment i’ve envisioned
as a kid tryna be someone else
instead of something different, now i’m

living through my phases
mum called me cherub now her baby’s going places
when i was just a whippersnapper, man those were the days
and looking at me now
it’s just a different stage
it’s just a different page