[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 n***as, 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