Think About His Mother Lyrics

[Intro] Out in the city, is where I wanna be Friday, Saturday, 'appy as can be And we know the times are getting hard But the streets are ours [Verse 1] Falling out of the club, had a great night My best mates girls bell 'em up on FaceTime They ignore it, they got this look in their eye It's quite awkward and now they ain't talking They keep staring at this fella in the red coat I said, "Come on, let's head home" They say, "Nah" I said, "Just think about his mother" Now I can see that my mates are stressed The mood keeps shifting, it's feeling tense Agitated, chain smoking cigarettes Now the high streets empty, there's no one left Fella in the red coat's with a girl in a dress And the pair of them are living rent free in my mates head I said, "Just think about his mother" [Verse 2] Then the couple start walking off, my mates follow I said, "You'll regret this tomorrow" They say, "I doubt it" They said, "He gave it large all night, now let's see if he's about it" I said, "Think about his mother tho, yeah Think about his sister and his brother tho, yeah" He said, "Bruv, I don't care" Fuck, I'm so scared I don't wanna go there But I ain't gonna show fear So I'm here, peer pressured up to the eyelids Fuck, I don't like this The fuck are they fighting? My mate throws a big right to this guys chin Now his girl's crying Fuck, I hear sirens But they ain't stopping Nah, they're just stomping I just wanna jump in, I gotta do something I beg you calm down now just relax The poor lads laying on his back You weren't thinking 'bout his mother You weren't thinking 'bout his mother [Refrain] Think about his poor mother Think about his poor mother You weren't thinking 'bout his mother Think about his poor mother [Verse 3] Now my mates ran away But I can't just leave him Lying on his back, poor lad took a beating Blue lights coming and his girlfriend's screaming Putting on my jacket tryna ask for a reason I keep telling her they didn't mean it But she don't believe it, the poor lads bleeding I'm tryna calm her down While the poor boy's laying on the ground I'm just thinking 'bout his mother