What Have I Become

What Have I Become - Ard Adz Lyrics

[Hook: Ard Adz]

Don't rely on a man

Hustle on your ones, not with five other man

What have I become?

Devil to the Lord, but an angel to my son like



[Verse 1: Adz]

I get the cash and make the cash flip, Astaghfirullah

I got my mash in this Masjid I'm doing salah

I get cash and I don't splash out on Louis Vuitton

Mama told me use your brain, don't you lose your iman

Mum I hear that, swear to God I hear you

I've looked my demons in the face and told 'em I don't fear you

Breaking all these boxes till the day I get a breakthrough

Love don't live here but them snakes do, you dig that

You think you're real but I see through your heart's denial

I done ran through the pain, now it's hard to smile

About you do road, you're mileage on half a mile

My bruddas do road, mileage gone half a mill

It's like they rap now, they soon turn to pop though

When my strap bangs, the only time I pop though

I like gyal who can rock without Ciroc though

Shot these rocks then I'm off to Maroc though



What have I become?

What have I become?

What have I become?

What have I become?



[Hook: Ard Adz]

Don't rely on a man

Hustle on your ones, not with five other man

What have I become?

Devil to Allah, but an angel to my son



[Verse 2: Ard Adz]

'016, I spent the year stackin'

You was in the club, you spent your year dabbing

I'm from a place where there's bare stabbings

If she's dirty, don't you bareback it

Fuck the winter, I got bare jackets

Smokin' weed got me lean like a pair of brackets

I'm gettin' mad love, but I'm thinking "Fuck it all"

You've had bad luck, I've never had luck at all ...

Fuck the feds, they're tryna take me for some hostage

Got me sittin' in the station in my boxers

'member as a young'un I, first popped a AC

Mummy found out, gave me beats like she's JC

What's the matter mum? I'm, tryna get in more bread

Mummy clapped me like "Why you shittin' on your doorstep?"

Thinkin' 'bout my bruddas and I'm wishin' that no more dead

Or we dishin' out some more lead



What have I become?

What have I become?

What have I become?

What have I become?



[Hook: Ard Adz]

Don't rely on a man

Hustle on your ones, not with five other man

What have I become?

Devil to Allah, but an angel to my son



[Verse 3: Ard Adz]

Movie in the 'ood still, tryna dodge the camera

Middle of the Brikky so I'm holding on this Caliber

Everyting's fishy in the Brikky like some calamar

I was always guilty but I never told the barrister, you dig that

They ain't world class, dem boy amateur

I'm on my ones but my weapon's in the passenger

Ten years in and out of stations

By now the feds know I won't give a statement

I've done dirt, mashed works, I ain't proud of my sin

My brudda said he got me, I ain't doubting a thing

I told Raggy that he'll always have a visitor

I've never snitched, you can ask my solicitor

They bucked him, sucked him, lipo

When they bucked him and sucked him his life froze

What's that? £375 on your chain?

Get this .357 to your brain for your white gold



What have I become?

What have I become?

What have I become?

What have I become?



[Hook: Ard Adz]

Don't rely on a man

Hustle on your ones, not with five other man

What have I become?

Devil to Allah, but an angel to my son