Beauty and the Beast

Lyrics

[Intro] She sits and cries about the times 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 [Verse 1] 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 Then she got a nigga dreaming And then helped me achieving Alright 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 pounds for two tickets Then there was an awkward silence She had to pay me into 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 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 Road Bedroom stinking cheese But she was on a ride or die 'ting We're like Beauty and the Beast [Hook] I'm not home much no more, she sits and cries about the times 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 times 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 [Verse 2] 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 then 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 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 (cold, cold, cold...) Tell her when I get back, I'm gonna do this properly (Yeah, I'm gonna do this properly) No more setbacks, nobody can stop me (nobody can stop me) [Hook] I'm not home much no more, she sits and cries about the times 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 times 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 times 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