Wanna Be

Alright mate So you wanna be a gangster? Tell me just one thing What you know about being a hard-man? Your mum buys your bling Your pocket's 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, couldn't be losing Nothing but a success thing, I'm proving Nothing to you half-heart wasters Standing there yap-yap-yapping on cruising Nobody dictates, I'm choosing Where I go, what I do with my life, stupid And I hold my own, I'm Raskit You better watch your tone, you spastic 'Low it, you're not heartless Nothing but a lot of hot air, you're harmless I keep getting my paper regardless Your words don't faze me, I'm marvelous Age twenty-two, tolerance And I ain't got no time for the nonsense You wanna see me, come to my concerts And we can do it on stage with a audience So you wanna be a gangster? Tell me just one thing (tell me just one thing) What you know about being a hard-man? Your mum buys your bling Your pocket's 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 Beef, stripes, guts, glory All these hype bredders in the club bore me I wish when I'd come through they'd 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're a big money maker Talking all loud (better know man a hustler) I ain't got time, rudeboy, see you later And I can't forget these groupies following Fronting, raving, ranting, hollering Yeah, I know I shouldn't be complaining But these Jezebels do my brain in (I ain't no groupie, who ya calling Jezebel?) (Don't chat to me like I'm just any girl) Ah 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 hard-man? Your mum buys your bling Your pocket's 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 That whip don't make you a big man (nah mate) That chain don't make you a big man (nah mate) I know you think you're a big man (what mate?) But really you're just a waste, man ('low it) That whip don't make you a big man (nah mate) That chain don't make you a big man (nah mate) I know you think you're a big man (what mate?) But really you're just a waste, man ('low it) Yo, let me wrap it up while I've still got time Ain't nobody telling me about no grime 'Cause I know where I stand with it, I'm fine Handle your biz, I'm handling mine Everybody chatting '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 want to see me cross that line Leave me alone or you'll be sorry Beef ain't nothing new to me, you wally Why don't you just kick back, be jolly? Stay at home with a cup of 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 hard-man? Your mum buys your bling Your pocket's 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 So you wanna be a gangster? Tell me just one thing (tell me just one thing) What you know about being a hard-man? Your mum buys your bling Your pocket's 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 So you might as well quit So you might as well quit