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letra de collect call - amiir

[verse]
motherf-cker got lost, waiting for the bus
this sh-t need 50 minutes
50 shades of red is all i’m seeing
this how i feel for the time being
i think they want me locked up in horserød
my mind so gone, since i smoked that tea
life as a kid on the streets
like condoms on the streets on the pavement
miss the days where me and my dad used to pray and sh-t
sometimes i feel like i ain’t saying sh-t
if music was the savior, then save me then
it don’t feel the same cuz i ain’t the same me then
i grew up a bit let the glory days begin
life made my siblings split
this why i spit the sh-t
i feel like i’m skip the kid
with these instrumentals
this sh-t ain’t accidental
ain’t incidental
no banana peel, my career spill into your ears like
[outro]
got lost for a bit
like literally, physically, geographically lost
i’ll get home though don’t worry about it

- amiir

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