Alright mate

So you wanna be a gangster
Tell me just one thing
What you know about being a hardman
You mum buys your bling

Your pockets getting bigger
But you couldn't pull the trigger
If you need to
'Cause you haven't got it
So you might as well quit

I'm moving
Couldnt be losing
Nothing but a success
Thing I'm proving, nothing
To you half heart wasters
Standing there yap yap yapping on cruising
Nobodys dictates so I'm choosing
Where I go what I do with my life stupid
And I hold I'm own I'm (raskit)
You better watch your tone you spastic
Low it, your not heartless
Nothing but a lot of hot air your harmless
I keep getting my paper regardless
You words don't phase me I'm marvelous
Age 22 zero tolerance
And I ain't got no time for the nonsense
You wanna see me come to my concerts
Or we can do it on stage with an audience

So you wanna be a gangster
Tell me just one thing (tell me just one thing)
What you know about being a hardman
You mum buys your bling (what!)

Your pockets getting bigger
But you couldn't pull the trigger
If you need to (no)
'Cause you haven't got it (no)
So you might as well quit (ha ha ha)

Beef, straps, cuts, glory
All these high bredders in the club bore me
I wish when I come through they ignore me
I really can't deal with another war story
Bredders in my face with a fist full of paper
Trying to make out they'e a big money maker
Talking all loud (but I know man I'ma hustler)
I ain't got time rude boi's see you later
And I can't forget these groupies following
Fronting, raving, ranting, hollerin
Yeah I know I shouldn't be complaining
But these jezebel do my brain in

I ain't no groupie, who you calling jezebel?
Don't chat to me like I'm just any girl.
(Nah, security somebody move her)
I don't wanna talk to you anyway loser!

So you wanna be a gangster
Tell me just one thing (tell me just one thing)
What you know about being a hardman
You mum buys your bling (what)

Your pockets getting bigger
But you couldn't pull the trigger
If you need to (no)
'Cause you haven't got it (no)
So you might as well quit (ha ha ha)

That whip don't make you a big man (na m8)
That chain don't make you a big man (na m8)
I know you think your a big man (wat m8)
But really your just a wasteman (lowe it)

That whip don't make you a big man (na m8)
That chain don't make you a big man (na m8)
I know you think your a big man (wat m8)
But really your just a wasteman (ha ha ha)

Let me wrap it up while I still got time
Ain't nobody telling me about no grime
'Cause I know where I stand whether I'm fine
Handle your biz, I'm handling mine
Everybody chattin bout black on black crime
All I see is the blind leading the blind
I wanna leave all the pettiness behind
You don't really wanna see me cross dat line
Leave me alone or you'll be sorry
Beef ain't nothing new to me you wolly
Why don't you just kick back be jolly
Stay at home with a cuppa tea watch corrie
I'm not listening anyway man
Who rattled your cage anyway man
Ain't no slacking with this young man
Do what I gotta do everyday fam

So you wanna be a gangster
Tell me just one thing (tell me just one thing)
What you know about being a hardman
You mum buys your bling (what!)

Your pockets getting bigger
But you couldn't pull the trigger
If you need to (no)
'Cause you haven't got it (no)
So you might as well quit (ha ha ha)

So you wanna be a gangster
Tell me just one thing (tell me just one thing)
What you know about being a hardman
You mum buys your bling (what!)

Your pockets getting bigger
But you couldn't pull the trigger
If you need to (no)
'Cause you haven't got it (no)
So you might as well quit
So you might as well quit
So you might as well quit
(Ha ha ha ha)

Copyright: Downtown Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Darren Emilio Lewis, Dylan Kwabena Mills, Iyiola Babatunde Babalola, Lily Allen, Paul Williams