Unorthodox

[Intro]

Wretchroboy

You know me make examples

We're history's booth

This is a future cut

[Verse 1]

Yeah

I gotta good heart

I born on beat that's a good start

I had a feeling I'll pass push pass

So now I feel like I'm the reason I should last

I move like my ish don't stink

Gotta em all in a trance no hypnosis

This is all from the heart impro no script (yeah)

I'm just about writing it down

So now I don't sleep man I miss those nights

Take planes like trains I don't miss no flights

I'm the type of guy that would have no life

Just so I could shine like disco lights

And I sound sad but I'm happy

And the only plans to stay scatty

Unorthodox I make the bar so I call the shots

[Chorus]

We don't follow no crowd

They follow us

Don't follow no sound

It follows us

Don't sit in hell

Look down that wishing well

Unorthodox we call our own shots

[Verse 2]

Yeah

I gotta good vibe

I ain't trying to be bait with my hook lines

I had a feeling could fly

Before I hopped on a plane or I knew sky

Yeah

I'm a good guy and if you heard otherwise its a true lie

I'm hype I don't do shy

I bark up every tree and I do bite (hahaha)

Yeah

I'm only playing

We all got freedom of speech

I'm only saying

I ain't got time for beef I'm on the way in

So the 8th day of the weeks my only lay in

And I sound sad but I'm happy

And the only plans to stay scatty

Unorthodox I make the bar so I call the shots

[Chorus 2]

We don't follow no crowd

They follow us

Don't follow no sound

It follows us

Don't sit in hell

Look down that wishing well

Unorthodox we call our own shots

[Bridge]

No one can hold us down again

No one will touch our crown again

No one can hold us down again (no way)

No one will touch our crown again

[Outro]

We don't follow no crowd (no way)

They follow us

Don't follow no sound

It follows us

Don't sit in hell

Look down that wishing well

Unorthodox we call our own shots

We don't follow no crowd

They follow us

Don't follow no sound

It follows us

Don't sit in hell

Look down that wishing well

Unorthodox we call our own shots

No one can hold us down again

No one will touch our crown again

No one can hold us down again (no way)

No one will touch our crown again

• Artist:Wretch 32
• Album:Black and White