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letra de trophies - spitty

[verse 1: spitfire]

bring the h-rns this beat is animals
elle est fan de my theatricals
the flow is goofy man it’s magical
but when i’m hungry might go cannibal, let’s get it then
tryna spit a little bit of truth like my name rafiki
craft art so fine in your mind it reminds you of tahiti
feeling pretty lost at sea like the homie nemo frito, lay back it’s the weekend with ya boy young tino
we know you didn’t catch that rewind tivo, vevo it’s crunch time no cheetos
okay see we thunder down the street show how we do
bars be larger than a whale keep coming out the blue
y’all be serving up the beef yet i don’t hear a single moo
this hook comes in so perfect like the letter on my shoe

[hook: spitfire]

what’s the move? can i tell the truth
if i was doing this for you then i have nothing left to prove
nah, this for me though, i’m just tryna stay alive and take care of my people
and they don’t have no award for that
trophies, trophies
and they don’t have no award for that
this don’t come with trophies, ain’t no envelopes to open
i just do it cause i’m supposed to, get up

[verse 2: spitfire]

ya boy was cashing cheques off of a spelling bee
greatness incarnated now they dwell in me
focused on my motives never sell a g
yet every time y’all come around always smelling trees
when n0body wanna kick it i kicked my way to the top
never the mvp but i been taken what i got
two threes off finance, cash flow that’s fine man
hiiipower that numero uno homie it’s my time man
came to change the view and be positive for the youth
the paper held me down a dozen times but where are you
my own city ain’t got me my back up against the wall
brampton repping not respected still got my eye on the ball

[hook]

[outro: spitfire]

hardly scratch the surface i ain’t never giving up
till i’m sipping champagne from my own grammy cup

- spitty

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