Beauty and the Beast

(She sits and cries about the time we were low

And when her family ask about me she says, "we're cool"

Tell her not to cry no more 'cause I'm coming home

I'm coming home)

The phone vibrated twice, I looked but I still didn't read it

'Cause I knew they was gonna stress me out

And right now I don't need it

She told me she was leaving, I gave her too many reasons

She told me that I don't care

But I told her I'm no good with my feelings

When I first met her, I'm not gonna lie

I was struggling sleeping

The she got a **** dreaming and then helped me achieving

All right, fuck it, let's read it

She said, "The roads won't love you like I will"

And I'm starting to believe it

In fact, I'm starting to feel it

Back then I was driving with no license

I was struggling with violence

The man said, "Twelve pound for two tickets"

Then there was an awkward silence

She had to pay me in to the cinema

And at that point I was frightened

Do I tell her that I fell off or do I lie?

Either way, she was smiling

I told her that I'm gonna be somebody

Must have been hard to believe

When I'm sat there bagging up weed

Breaking down twenty-eight G's

And that was in Bury New Rod, bedroom stinking of cheese

But she was on a ride or die 'ting

We're like Beauty and the Beast

I'm not home much no more

She sits and cries about the time we were low

And when her family ask about me she says, "We're cool"

Tell her not to cry no more 'cause I'm coming home

I'm coming home

I'm not home much no more

She sits and cries about the time we were low

And when her family ask about me she says, "We're cool"

Tell her not to cry no more 'cause I'm coming home

I'm coming home

She told me that I'm the man

And I gotta spread my wings

And now that you're smashing music

You could have plenty of tings

And you're getting better with the spotlight

Then she looked down and grinned

But I could see the tears

And I pray to God that he forgives my sins

I remember the night when the police knocked on

And she was shaking on the bed

And I was tryna hide the weed, shaking my head

And the I threw it in the bag and I ran across the park

She met me on the other side

And we was rolling in the dark

And that's that criminal love

She's wearing leggings and Nike's

I'm wearing Bali and gloves, no one's fucking with us

And now I'm fucking her up

I told her no side chick could ever break down

What we've build up

Then I see in her eyes fill up

Tell her I'm coming home, I'm sick of this black patrone

I'm sick of these dizzy girls, I'm sick of us acting cold

Tell her when I get back, I'm gonna do this properly

No more setbacks, no body can stop me

I'm not home much no more

She sits and cries about the time we were low

And when her family ask about me she says, "We're cool"

Tell her not to cry no more 'cause I'm coming home

I'm coming home

I'm not home much no more

She sits and cries about the time we were low

And when her family ask about me she says, "We're cool"

Tell her not to cry no more 'cause I'm coming home

I'm coming home

I'm coming home

She sits and cries about the time we were low

And when her family ask about me she says, "We're cool"

Tell her not to cry no more 'cause I'm coming home

I'm coming home