Professor Green

[Intro]
Yogi man
I'm sick of this shit bruv
Swear down
Just as things start looking up
It all goes to shit again
Story of my fucking life!
[Verse 1]
I don't wanna live my life this way..
No!
Picture me behind a desk
Picture that a nine to five I ain't into that
I'm into rap
And I don't see me getting an office job with these tat's
So what choice do I have man?
Do I sign on or do I bag grams?
Long signing for dole
I wanna get signed for my flow
And my rhymes
I'm a pro and I'm nice I know
If I grind then I'll blow
So why am I wasting time on the roads
Now Mike's interested
I should probably give it a rest before I get arrested
But then I got arrested, whoops
[Hook: Lee Bailey]
Why don't I learn from my mistakes?
Why oh why oh why..
All I want's to change my ways
Why oh why oh why Do I always end up back here
Stuck on the wrong side of town
With my head spinning, I keep on falling down
[Background Hook: Professor Green]
Never been arrested for so much as an eighth of weed and I get arrested for kidnap, blackmail, false imprisonment and possession with intent to supply. Typical of my fuckin' luck really innit, just as I'm about to sign a deal with Mike I might be doing a fucking bird
[Verse 2]
I don't wanna sell weed no more
Hated the cycle but I kept peddling
Nan just found food under my bed again
I'm a let down again
And she's screaming "get this shit out of my house" again
There's no curving the truth
The bags too big to be for personal use
There's no excuses