Professor Green, Rizzle Kicks - Name In Lights lyrics

People always ask me how I write songs
I tell them it's not complicated
I quite simply take everything one
Line at a time listen

Everybody knows what my name is
But, I'm still out pulling faces
Cara Delevingne
Have you got any cocaine, please,?
Night out, cause it's my night off
I need a day off cause when
I crash I'll be a write-off
What a fucking sight, fuck it
What a fucking night
Who the fuck are you to tell me
How to live my fucking life?!
Loving life, me I'm dandy
How quick can you get rid
Of a bottle of brandy?
In a rave listening to Trinidad James
Though we don't pop mollies
We drop bombs of Mandy
I go in if I'm out, but I'm in a pickle now
I think Sha put something in my drink
And before I got back from
The pissery pizzled out
Damned it, didn't I? And now I'm dizzled up
Fuck, what if I get pictured out?

Cause, I'm shameless, young and I'm famous
I'm shameless, young and I'm dangerous
I'm shameless, young and outrageous
They never should have put my name in lights

Aww, you get famous and then you seem naughty
Look at Stephen and he's like 40
Yo, got a little buzz, now it's funny
Cause the honeys make a B-line for me
Turn the lens with a bright light
But, I'm alive and every tunnel I
Finds got a white line
Keep on running to the loos
Magazines' chatter
Ain't substance abuse, I got a weak bladder!
Call it the Bieber effect young too silly
Pro's pissed and in a year
I'll have a few millis whoop diddy
Now they're calling me an influence
They might as well say that
Eddie Murphy is impotent
I told my label I'm not a pisshead
I'm vibrant
And I only drink to make celebs more exciting
You should try this cause no
One's really saying much
Until they roll the Queen's
Face into a cylinder
Another one sniffs the dust!

Put my name in lights creatures of the night
Yeah, my mind is rolling my eyes wide open

Fall down on the table
I'm crazy and I'm feeling quite unstable
My head spins, feeling reckless
I should probably slow right down
But I'm too tempted

I'm a bastard, yep
My mother had me before she
And my father had married, i'm a bastard
And I'm plastered, my god
Honestly what have I started?
Why is my face on pages of papers that
I wouldn't even wipe my arse with?
Why are they so nasty to me?
I think I preferred it when they arse kissed
Oh and Cara, I'm sorry Cara
But, I can't promise I won't
Take this any farther!