I be talkin', talkin' happy talk
How am I gonna pull this off man (talk about things)
Without soundin' dark? (You'd like to do)
You've got to have a dream
This is too sensible for me man
If you don't have a dream
How you gonna have a dream come true?
We love the singin', we love it
I used to dream about crazy little things like fame
In the days hangin' outside the off-license
We used to run around the streets reckless with no shame
Mainly up to no good, a whole world of nonsense
But when the girls walked by, we would try to catch their eye
And if they ain't a show face we would act immature
I had a thing for south and Hackney girls
Since I was a kid, a couple west girls on my radar, I was raw
And I was dead sure that I knew it all, whole world against me
Attitude, I nearly blew it all, I find it a real big struggle gettin' through it all
I swear, I didn't wanna listen 'cause I sure didn't care
Not know if a reality I'd have to prepare
'Cause money don't grow on no stick, well, it's rare
Bein' broke was lookin' less and less the lick
Plus I was growin' up, life was lookin' like a scare
Marvellous day, man
I be talkin', talkin' happy talk
Talk about things you like to do
You've got to have a dream
If you don't have a dream (tell 'em, gangsta)
How you gonna have a dream come true?
I used to love music, it was like my hidden hobby
But I couldn't get on local radio back then
So I went to north London, I trekked to Tottenham to be precise
And got some air time on Heat FM
Then it escalated, I was gettin' ratings here and there
And carried on until eventually I was everywhere
I started doin' all the hot spots
Ministery, Ceasers, Palace P, Area, Tam and MV
I did the grim and the glamour, I did the port and the plush
I didn't hang around, I wanted my money in a rush
Mind frame in the studio at this stage
No time to chat, I didn't wanna engage
I found myself a new hustle, it was beautiful
And, unlike the one before, a bit more suitable
The more challenging it got, the more I fought it
Made an album, over a 100,000 people bought it, thank you
I be talkin', talkin' happy talk
Talk about things you like to do (talk about things you like to do)
You've got to have a dream
If you don't have a dream (tell 'em, gangsta)
How you gonna have a dream come true?
To all the youngers, crouching in the stairs in the flats
To the superstar soccerlings, Beckham in the making's
You can go far, if you put your mind to it you're a star
Don't wait to be told, just do it!
Try and keep school in your plans, don't worry 'bout your mans
They'll be there in the end if they're real
If they ain't, don't be makin' no effort to impress
'Cause you're fine the way you are, just do what you feel
Young baby mothers, yo, I got your back as well (yeah)
Young baby fathers, hold it down for your girl
I ain't tryin to preach but for what it's worth (for what it's worth)
That kid's the next generation, planet Earth
Big shout to the world 'cause I've been all around (all around)
And when I'm gone, I'm always thinkin' 'bout my home town
I'm from the LDN, there's no forgettin' that
And the big UK I stay reppin' that! What!
I be talkin', talkin' happy talk
Talk about things you like to do (talk about things you like to do)
You've got to have a dream
If you don't have a dream
How you gonna have a dream come true?
Hey, you loved that
Don't tell me you don't love that