Bugzy Malone - Beauty And The Beast lyrics

The phone vibrated twice, I looked but I still didn't read it Cause I knew that it was gonna stress me out and right now I don't need it She told me she was leaving, I gave her too many reasons She told me that I don't care, but I told her I'm no good with my feelings When I first met her, I'm not gonna lie I was struggling sleeping Then she got a n***a dreaming, and then helped me achieving Alright f** it let's read it, she said the roads won't love you like I will and I'm starting to believe it In fact I'm starting to feel it Back then I was driving with no license, I was struggling with violence, the man said 12 pounds for 2 tickets, then there was an awkward silence She had to pay me into the cinema, and at that point I was frightened, do I tell her that I fell off, or do I lie? Either way she was smiling I told that I'm gonna be somebody, must have been hard to believe, when I'm sat there bagging up weed, breaking down 28 G's And that was in Bury New Road, bedroom stinking cheese, but she was on a ride or die ting, we're like Beauty and the Beast [x2] I'm not home much no more, she sits and cries about the times we were low And when her family ask about me she says we're cool Tell her not to cry no more cause I'm coming home, I'm coming home She told me that I'm the man, and I gotta spread my wings And now that you're smashing music, you could have plenty of tings And your getting better with the spotlight, then she looked down and grinned I could see the tears and I pray to god that he forgive my sins I remember the night, when the police knocked on, and she was shaking on the bed And I was tryna' hide the weed, shaking my head And then I threw it in the bag, and I ran across the park, she met me on the other side, and we was rolling in the dark And that's that criminal love, she's wearing leggings and Nike's I'm wearing bali and gloves, no one's f**ing with us And now I'm f**ing her up, I told her no sidechick could ever break down what we've build up, then I see her eyes fill up Tell her im coming home, I'm sick of this black patrone I'm sick of these dizzy girls, I'm sick of us acting cold Tell her when I get back, I'm gonna do this properly No more setbacks, nobody can stop me [x2] I'm not home much no more, she sits and cries about the times we were low And when her family ask about me she says we're cool Tell her not to cry no more cause I'm coming home, I'm coming home