Gumdrops

Lyrics

[Intro] Kickin' footys at the wall till my foot's bleedin' Nickin' doughnuts from the store 'cause it's cool stealing Getting chased by the feds for a few minutes But I've eaten all the evidence I'm good with it, fifteen— [Verse 1] Yeah, we grew up in that lad culture Cup-of-tea-and-a-fag culture "Shut up, bruv, are you mad?" culture Arms out like we're mad vultures Watch your food, man, there's mad vultures Circled skies, purple eyes, insecure Making jabs, BCGs, MSN (Ping-ping-ping) Pop a pill, aren't we friends? (Top shelf) Got the mag, FHM, loud behaviour Spelling "BOOBS" on a calculator Lip gloss, thick mascara, got a semi on the .52 It's a different kind of twisted youth I'm hardly a Prince Charming, but I'll buy a Freddo and I'll split with you Never understood living under books Practicing ducking and landing hooks We ain't even saying that it's good We were living in a mould, never doing what we told Many dreams we were sold never came true Now I'm living and I'm bold, I remember being cold And I'm glad I never grew up with the same views Gotta fight what we know, leave our pride in the snow Gotta pray we evolve for our own sake But it's class on class, and this money burns fast So we gotta take charge at our own pace, ayy [Chorus] I'm way too high off that sugar (Sugar) I wanna get chill, get Buddha (Buddha) Break the law, well, I would've (Would've) 'Cause nobody love a do-gooder Nobody love a do-gooder [Post-Chorus] Goodie, goodie-gumdrops Goodie, goodie, goodie, goodie Goodie, goodie-gumdrops Goodie, goodie, goodie, goodie Goodie, goodie [Verse 2] Kickin' footys at the wall till my foot's bleedin' Nickin' doughnuts from the store 'cause it's cool stealing Getting chased by the feds for a few minutes But I've eaten all the evidence, I'm good with it Fifteen years old but I feel like a man Wanna have sex but don't know if I can Feeling kinda trembly, a shake in my hand But let's just do this so I can tell all the gang, yeah Am I cool now? Have respect of the crew now? Top boy, top of the school ground I'm getting too loud Too big for the boot, I should get some new shoes out Telling all my friends we'll be boys forever As we pass that blunt and we sip on Stella Watch the sunrise drop, won't get home for dinner The old times got me good, yeah, yeah [Chorus] I'm way too high off that sugar (Yeah) I wanna get chill, get buddha (Yeah) Break the law, well, I would've 'Cause nobody love a do-gooder, nobody love a do-gooder I'm way too high off that sugar (Sugar) I wanna get chill, get buddha (Buddha) Break the law, well, I would've (Would've) 'Cause nobody love a do-gooder, nobody love a do-gooder [Post-Chorus] Goodie, goodie-gumdrops Goodie, goodie (Goodie, goodie), goodie, goodie-gumdrops (Gumdrops) Goodie, goodie, goodie, goodie, goodie, goodie-gumdrops (Gumdrops) Goodie, goodie, goodie, goodie, goodie, goodie-gumdrops Goodie, goodie (Goodie, goodie), goodie, goodie (Goodie, goodie) Goodie, goodie (Gumdrops) [Outro] Love hearts, fake kisses Clear bags of pain and wishes Two trips won't make a difference But one more might push the limit, yeah Grew up, same visions Search far to find what's missing, yeah What a time to be young Oh what a time it was Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, yeah