| Hello? |
| Can you hear me?
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| Nadia? |
| Hello?
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| Hello, it’s your mummy
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| Hi, it’s mummy, can you hear me?
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| Yeah hi, Nadz
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| Bell me back bruh
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| This is your grandmother and your grandfather in Jamaica
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| Hi, I hope you’re okay, I’ve just seen your message, love you, call back, bye
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| Everything is fine, I’m well and I’m breathing
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| I’ve just been busy and this is the reason
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| Grafting hard, I ain’t getting no sleep in
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| My hair ain’t even done, shit, I look like The Weeknd
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| Shit, I’m looking a mess
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| But how can I look pretty knowing that you had to face death
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| I’ve been writing more and talking less
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| 'Til they’ve hardly heard me on the phone since my grandma’s death, I mean
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| Rest In Peace, you’re gone, but know you’re not forgotten
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| If they need me then I’m there, you know I’ve got 'em
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| Talking bars, you’re talking flows, you know I’ve got 'em
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| So for who, what, where and when will I be stopping?
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| I couldn’t stop even if I tried
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| This is me for life
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| I am Nadia Rose and this is the intro
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| Love you, bye |