[Intro: Kilo & Nines]
Yeah
I need ya to take your time right now
We're gonna slow it down... you know?
So roll that spliff... pour that yak
My nigga Nina's got some shit on his chest, man
This one called Nightmares: part two from Dreaming
I remember when I went cunch with all my kilo
And feds took all man's shit, man, pissed (Ahh yeah, man)
Man was in the station for 3 days, you know
Come out with no Ps (Yeah, yeah, yeah, that shit was fucked)
Man had to find a shot ('Member that?)
[?] cuh man got 3 cheeseburgers
Man hit that M-way [?] cut
[Verse 1]
Had a nightmare I went broke it's just me and Likkle T again
No one else wanted to be my friend
I'm all alone like a scarecrow
I put my last 20 in this roulette box, I really need a zero
My trainers look fucked up, I need to get a haircut
Plus this pedal bike got my jogging bottoms teared up
I feel like to do a mad ting
I swear I'd rob all them niggas callin me a hasbeen
It's comin' like a broken mirror
I ain't net all day, now I'm eatin toast for dinner
I used to fly birds now the run's over
24 sleepin' on my mum's sofa
I can't move keys, I got a dead line
Prepped all my deeds to bill a bedtime
Wish I could ask my guy for a loan
I woulda been rich if my nigga Hydro was home
Yeah
I need ya to take your time right now
We're gonna slow it down... you know?
So roll that spliff... pour that yak
My nigga Nina's got some shit on his chest, man
This one called Nightmares: part two from Dreaming
I remember when I went cunch with all my kilo
And feds took all man's shit, man, pissed (Ahh yeah, man)
Man was in the station for 3 days, you know
Come out with no Ps (Yeah, yeah, yeah, that shit was fucked)
Man had to find a shot ('Member that?)
[?] cuh man got 3 cheeseburgers
Man hit that M-way [?] cut
[Verse 1]
Had a nightmare I went broke it's just me and Likkle T again
No one else wanted to be my friend
I'm all alone like a scarecrow
I put my last 20 in this roulette box, I really need a zero
My trainers look fucked up, I need to get a haircut
Plus this pedal bike got my jogging bottoms teared up
I feel like to do a mad ting
I swear I'd rob all them niggas callin me a hasbeen
It's comin' like a broken mirror
I ain't net all day, now I'm eatin toast for dinner
I used to fly birds now the run's over
24 sleepin' on my mum's sofa
I can't move keys, I got a dead line
Prepped all my deeds to bill a bedtime
Wish I could ask my guy for a loan
I woulda been rich if my nigga Hydro was home
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