Short & Sweet - Hardy Caprio

Money isn’t everything, you know I wanna have a conversation

If money isn’t everything then why you wanna have a conversation?

It’s a liberty, all them nights out doing libertine, oh yeah

I know you got problems, gyal, we all got problems

She came 'round, French plaits, bonjour (Hello)

Hair done, makeup contour (Mwah)

Tom Ford, made her want more ('eah)

But she’s too bait, lost cause (Bye)

Can’t settle down till I see an elite (Why?)

Body makes scenes like Aaliyah Hadid

Foot rub woman and she Vietnamese

I like her but I’m not putting P in, capiche

Can’t fly out with the gang cause half of these man on probation

Wanna' be millionaires but my niggas ain’t got no patience (Come on, darg)

My Akh got strap in the car but he still wouldn’t eat no bacon

What can I say?

It’s amazing

Cut his girl off to go Afronation (Sorry)

No snaps allowed, man already told 'em no snaps allowed

You know what’s better than a sports car?

Two tings, backseat in a sports bra

Go back to south, yeah I brought drink an' Mo' brang the loud

Then we headed out on another mission

Dark girl and a light girl, fuck colourism

Yeah I be around goons

Up in the ends, it’s true

You know a lot of man hate man

But I’ll never be a wasteman

Yeah I be around goons (Yeah I be around goons)

Up in the ends it’s true (Up in the ends, it’s true)

You know a lot of man hate man

Too bad, cah I’ll never be a wasteman (Yeah)

Phoned up T: (Rrr, rrr)

«I'm outside your house» (Wha'g'wan)

Got the word from two o' these tings that they wanna' come south

Told her «Take the tram» (Croydon)

«I'll be there when you shout» (Shout me)

Anyway, back to the matter at hand, (What's good?)

My darg, I’m down if you’re down

One more beep from that car again

Me and my nigga won’t make it to our event

I’m childish, beef makes me nostalgic

And I don’t mind getting blood on this outfit

See the girl I just shouted?

(Wha'?)

She tryna' be an accountant (Ayy)

It’s mad cause I could’ve been an accountant

Left uni, first month I made thousands

I think we’re mentally scarred

It’s so we pretend that we aren’t

I know we got problems, gyal, we all got problems

Them man say they’re gangsters, bad boys

They ain’t never seen a hand toy, oh gosh

I know we all got problems, gyal we all got problems

(Hardy Cap'!)

Yeah I be around goons

Up in the ends, it’s true

You know a lot of man hate man

But I’ll never be a wasteman (Hah ha)

Yeah I be around goons

Up in the ends it’s true (Trust me)

You know a lot of man hate man

Too bad, cah I’ll never be a wasteman