Harley Alexander-Sule - Name In Lights lyrics

[Intro] People always ask me how I write songs I tell them it's not complicated I quite simply take everything one line at a time Listen [Verse 1: Professor Green] Everybody knows what my name is But I'm still out pulling faces Cara Delevingne Have you got any c**aine, please? Night out, cause it's my night off I need a day off cause when I crash I'll be a write-off What a f**ing sight, f** it, what a f**ing night Who the f** are you to tell me how to live my f**ing life?! Loving life, me I'm dandy How quick can you get rid of a bottle of brandy? In a rave listening to Trinidad James Though we don't pop mollies, we drop bombs of Mandy I go in if I'm out, but I'm in a pickle now I think Sha put something in my drink And before I got back from the pissery pizzled out Damned it, didn't I? And now I'm dizzled up f**, what if I get pictured out? [Chorus: Professor Green] Cause I'm shameless, young and I'm famous I'm shameless, young and I'm dangerous I'm shameless, young and outrageous They never should have put my name in lights [Verse 2: Jordan "Gnarly Ventura" Stephens] Aww, you get famous and then you seem naughty Look at Stephen and he's like 40 Yo, got a little buzz, now it's funny Cause the honeys make a B-line for me Turn the lens with a bright light But I'm alive and every tunnel I finds got a white line Keep on running to the loos, magazines' chatter Ain't substance abuse, I got a weak bladder! Call it the Bieber effect young too silly Pro's pissed and in a year I'll have a few millis Whoop diddy, now they're calling me an influence They might as well say that Eddie Murphy is impotent I told my label I'm not a pisshead, I'm vibrant And I only drink to make celebs more exciting You should try this cause no one's really saying much Until they roll the Queen's face into a cylinder Another one sniffs the dust! [Chorus] [Post-Chorus: Rizzle Kicks] Put my name in lights Creatures of the night Yeah, my mind is rolling My eyes wide open [Bridge: Rizzle Kicks] Fall down on the table I'm crazy and I'm feeling quite unstable My head spins, feeling reckless I should probably slow right down but I'm too tempted [Verse 3: Professor Green] I'm a ba*tard, yep My mother had me before she and my father had married, I'm a ba*tard And I'm plastered, my god, honestly what have I started? Why is my face on pages of papers that I wouldn't even wipe my arse with? Why are they so nasty to me? I think I preferred it when they arse kissed Oh and Cara, I'm sorry Cara But I can't promise I won't take this any farther! [Chorus] [Post-Chorus]