Wagwan - Summerhouse #tribute #lyrics #netflix

Lyrics: [Verse 1] Summerhouse wakes before the sun does Blue lights reflecting on wet concrete Mothers already counting who made it home Windows cracked open for the sound of sirens Children learning territory before geography Learning silence before language The old men outside the shops speak in patois Like memory survived migration Like Kingston never really left them Only changed weather Changed uniforms Changed the shape of survival [Verse 2] The government built blocks Then disappeared from the conversation Now the stairwells raise boys faster than schools can Every hallway carries history Debt Reputation Funeral dates whispered like football scores Nobody joins a gang because it sounds glamorous They join because protection became currency Because poverty recruits better than ideology Because respect in forgotten places Feels closer than opportunity ever did [Pre-Chorus] London sells postcards of power But hides estates behind train lines Summerhouse is not a fantasy It is policy with a heartbeat [Chorus] Concrete kingdoms under grey skies Young souls carrying inherited wars Jamaican blood mixed with London rain Trying to turn survival into identity Every postcode became a border Every funeral became a warning And every mother still prays Like prayer can outrun statistics [Verse 3] The newspapers call them criminals But never mention the architecture of neglect Never mention landlords Closed youth centers Police helicopters circling like permanent thunder The music became documentation Basslines carrying testimonies Not entertainment Evidence Some boys hide pain inside designer jackets Some hide fear behind knives Some never expected adulthood So they spend money like tomorrow is fictional [Bridge] Still There is beauty inside the estate Kids playing football beside memorial candles Girls braiding hope into each other’s hair Old Caribbean recipes surviving another winter People laughing loudly because silence feels dangerous [Final Chorus] Summerhouse stands beneath the weight of London Not broken Not innocent Just human A place where survival became culture Where immigrants built families from pressure Where young men search for dignity Inside systems designed to erase them And every night the city sleeps peacefully Because estates like this stay awake [Outro] Condolences to Jason Best friend of Sully Another young life buried beneath the weight of the roads Another name carried by grief instead of time Respect to Dushane Hill A man built by pressure Trying to turn power into escape Only to discover the streets collect interest on every ambition And props to Jaqs Real loyalty Real courage Still holding onto humanity In a world that profits from emotional silence Because Summerhouse never really sleeps It only survives until morning #trap, #trapmusic, #uktrap, #ukrap, #ukhiphop, #ukdrill, #drillmusic, #grime, #grimemusic, #london, #londonrap, #londonmusic, #londonhiphop, #ukmusic, #music, #hiphop, #rap, #rapmusic, #hiphopmusic, #rapper, #rappers, #rapartist, #musicproducer, #producer, #beats, #beatmaker, #soundcloud, #newmusic, #unsignedartist, #upcomingartist, #freestyle, #musicvideo, #artist, #artists, #explorepage, #reels, #viral, #trending, #bpm, #dj, #studio, #ukrappers, #ukartist, #ukscene, #ukmusicscene, #grmdaily, #linkuptv, #imjustbait, #mixtapemadness, #spotify, #applemusic, #youtube, #trapbeat, #trapbeats, #ukdrillmusic, #drill, #boombap, #undergroundhiphop, #hiphopculture, #streetmusic, #urbanmusic, #darktrap, #trapvibes, #wagwan, #londonlife, #southlondon, #eastlondon, #northlondon, #summerhouse, #summerhousevibes, #ukgang, #roadman, #roadmanmusic, #grimeartist, #rapscene, #musiclovers, #newrap, #londonartist, #ukurban, #ukflow, #bars, #lyrics, #freestylerap, #studioflow, #jamica, #jamaica, #dancehall, #reggae, #caribbean, #dushanehill, #topboy, #topboynetflix, #sully, #jaqs, #jamie, #netflixseries, #ukculture , #DushaneHill, #Sully, #Jaqs, #Jamie, #Jason, #MrsHill, #food