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letra de fish - frith hilton

[intro]
fresh boy chilling

[verse 1]
there are lots of pretty girls in here
there is fragrance in the air
i’m bidding my time
and though i’m coming for a girl
crease in my lines
(i need to write on this)
biggy, not afraid though
seeking, not a g-y here
how she tells me that
she’ll never get my freight in
i’m in her paper
likened to savers
i get a car
she tell me i’m not fair
told her, girl, that sh-t is not fitting

[bridge]
and i her try
looking in my face
in the f-cking amount of time
i try
saying everything i am
i’m out hеre
[verse 2]
motherf-ckers wanna hold mе down
like it’s not time to be gourmet
i don’t even know
ain’t no f-ckers around
that’s the darkest
it’s me on the mic
cos i won’t let it b rule
and i’m skipping on my words
like i’m skipping docks
but n0body says his stocks ever got her
i’m liking it
cos i gotta aim this shot
shots at the back of my mind
like door on menace
fin in up, cornmeals
all i ever had are darts
come up higher, i say to myself
why, we’re grinding harder
i’m looking at myself
fishing out mummed thoughts
if they stay true
they will resonate with me
ace in on my son
a man who really cares
for these thoughts, mum louder
if i fail, that’s my dot to her
if i rise, that’s my fish
the whole haircut, know that’s my official
(laughter)
that’s my fish
yeah, that’s my fish
if i ride, that’s my fish
how i f-cking go

- frith hilton

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