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letra de spit remix - nine8 collective

[intro: louis culture]
up away
it’s four pm and i am giving zero, zero, zero, zero

[verse 1: lorenzorsv]
yeah, yeah, yeah
drop my packy on the floor
i don’t wanna smoke no more
i don’t even wanna sip
i don’t wanna [?] no more
i hate the floor, i hate the stage
wiv my gang we do it every day
wiv my gang we do it anyway
hit the function and we get paid
oh my god
i’m at the stage where
can’t exit left there
’cause there’s nothing left there
just some [?]
plus i’m only coloured [?]
’cause thе days [?]

[verse 2: biig piig]
now we broken, get it back
makе my demons pay their tax
’cause baby i’m a hustler
that’s a fact
and the speakers, always there to save me
it’s a one-way ticket out
one-way ticket out of hurting
one-way ticket out
i still could’ve found the curtain
[refrain: biig piig]
whatcha wanna call me
screaming on the downbeat
i don’t care
let them say whatever
boy don’t like the weather
sunny always
hm yeah
sunny always
ta, da, da
sunny always

[verse 3: lava la rue]
see me like raining
contact [?]
i like a time of building beats
with all my brothers and the [?] women
they chiming no drama
’cause we too busy for slide sh-t
and i got love with the haters, yeah
’cause we k!ll them with kindness
walking with my feet so deep
i feel so sweet
i don’t feel sorry for myself no more
for myself no more, yeah
[verse 4: nige]
sweat it
they wanna bread it
can’t broadcast this, nah
it’s not for your telly
female
when they call me even when they email
don’t talk if you ain’t read it
i’ve been walking like this from yay high
play the game you wanna play but please don’t play mine
please don’t
i’ve been on my own in the deep zone
seeing money double as i breathe slow
keep your conniving fork where your plate is
nigel, watch his hands and not face this
keep it true to the five i do it all for the nine8
hitting all these targets what a time to be alive mate

[refrain: biig piig]
whatcha wanna call me
screaming on the downbeat
i don’t care
let them say whatever
[?]

[verse 5: bone slim]
speak raspberries
i be sipping bacardi
i’m in ferraris
and my affirmations looking like marty
with a doc like mac
and some dogs in the party
and a rollie and some drugs that just look like some smarties
jump in cars speed fast in bahamas (new)
i dig craft like a grafter
refurbishing your answers
i make [?] fill bread with salami
smoke cheese and fill speed when i’m in the party
sip asahi, [?]
got a pint and an afters that would tear you in half
in the grass with the snakes and surrounded by grasses
wearing masks, [?] if we talking about tasks
slim for the car, strip down the moss
with some beeswax in his ears ’cause their missus was [?]
i’m on the stage, feeling so starved
still hungry with ma fam with them michelin stars
[outro: biig piig]
what you wanna call me?
whatcha wanna call me?
i don’t care
oh you see whatever
baby it’s the weather
sunny always
aw you think you know me
baby doesn’t know me
not as well
it’s just as well

- nine8 collective

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