NowDays

[Intro] (You won’t have to cry no more, when you cry no more) Bugzy Malone (You won’t have to cry no more) You Know? (It’s gon’ be a [?]) Look, yeah [Verse 1] And now-a-days they seem to think I’m living cleaner Cause all they ever see now is a Rollie or a Beamer But I think that you can feel by my demeanour that it’s been a hot minute since I’ve had to see Da Nina I give props to my little sister Gina cause she’s living in a war zone balanced like a Libra I swear you might as well put my heart into a freezer when I see my mummy crying on mother’s day and I can’t save her And now the Alize got me leaner And every track I make I feel the women getting keener You might see me with bits like Orangina but I’ve never had a teenage witch fuck Sabrina While Tiny’s selling the O2 Arena I’m still going round in circles trying to be a people pleaser My twitter is popping off with followers cause I’m a leader While I’m working out, whether I should give to a receiver Huh, you following this? Cause I’m just trying to figure out should I go fully legit And pay bills, live pain, fully commit Or live dirty like a sinner cah the systems a trick Haha, I’m only playing that’s a no brainer I’ll make it rain on these niggas, I’m the rain maker Still my pain runs deeper than slave labour It’s got me zoning out, staring at this screen saver I swear I got a phone call the other day like [Interlude] Female: Hey Bugz Bugzy Malone: Hello Female: Congratulations Bugzy Malone: What? I’m not having a kid Female: Well obviously, you made it out the Ghetto Bugzy Malone: Come on darling, I’m still here. Still struggling, still hustling, still grinding. Aha but most importantly: still smiling. Look: [Verse 2] But now-a-days they seem to think I’m living neat And I’ve made it, and all cause I speak over a beat Cause I’m not about, but still you here my name around the street And when you see me, I’m on my Jack Jones Greyo Tee This is easy, I’m tricking them I must be the elite But then I trick myself, until I get taken off my feet My mummy still got drama, and I’m just turned 23 Will this last forever? Or will I have to move to Tenerife? Fuck escaping, a soldier will never admit defeat To bury me, your gunna have to dig for six feet I’ll stop hustling when my pockets like a box of shredded wheat Age 18, I use to do a couple box a week My dad had me for a couple quid cause I was moving weak Made my money back, and now I’m back putting man to sleep I hear you dissing me, so when I see him tell him that it's peak I was a normal kid; in fact I swear in school I was a geek ‘Til I beaten up the bullies, started bullying the streets Became a terrorist, remember when I was LHG Now I’m all over your computer screen in HD Became a criminal, they sent me off to HMP I should have got a six but now I’m a lyricist I’ve come a long way so forgive me if I reminisce I remember walking around the roads in black clothes in the blistering cold acting like I didn’t give a shit [Outro: Female] One of these old days (one of these old days) We ain’t gone have to cry no more You see Gods gunna wipe away all our tears He gon’ wipe to tears yeah He gon’ wipe to tears from your eyes Do you hear me I [?] I said we ain’t gon’ cry