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nick brewer - nick brewer x smooth grime challenge lyrics

[verse 1]
look
what you take man for?
got treated like a label wh0r-
so many riddims, couldn’t make no more
they were like “thanks, say no more”
nah they literally said no more
hold on i can’t play dead no more
my boy might run up on the labels
start flipping tables
slap man right in the head and
i be going on dread no more
feast on cheese and bread no more
gave them way too many chances
but time’s up nah, nah, nah
they can’t get no more
but i get vex no more
everything bless, man stress no more
too many yes man said
d-mn nick, why ain’t you the best no more

bigger than the chart
that’s suttin i never figured from the start
hit em, …. i’m advanced i mean it
i ain’t bothered about being a g*nius
i’mma realist
gimme a feature, lemme eat it
i don’t wanna be defeated
let em keep deletin’ what i’m speaking
but i ain’t gonna go away
they might not know my name
let me show my pain
a couple demons i overcame
around the time frank ocean dropped novacane
i got a load of shame
and no glock but i load my brain and just shoot
firing thoughts i speak the truth
no lie in the courts
i’m just bruno trying a force
i ain’t driving a porsche
i’m in a whip though
i flip flows and i get dough
i got em on their tip toes
man i…

[verse 2]
yo check it
you ain’t gotta like it but respect it
never been a bad boy and i meant it
raised on the east side of the city
left at the next exit
close to the dog track
man i hold in a lot
but i really weren’t on that
i was there sitting in my house
wanting to make it out
? my thoughts
sittin with the man dere
tryna figure out my path it ain’t that clear
in a place where i might not reside
what am i supposed to do?
stand there?
when that’s not brew
when they g-ssed that yute
can’t lie i coulda got slapped up too
sitting in studes, they were like wait wait
jack that tune, turn my headphones up
i been out here from the get go cuz
riding around on a ped, no clutch
supplying the food like tesco does
them pagans never get no love
no kiss, no hug, no xo

[verse 3]
lemme go again
yo
writer yo
clean cut but i get grimey though
everybody’s telling me it’s time to blow
brudda i knew that time ago
mind your own
gotta find your flow
find your hoes
are you really gonna hype y’know
i’m alone so i ride alone

yo
sittin in my yard
scribbling a bar
i wanna be bigger than the chart
that’s suttin i never figured from the start
now i’m hearing all heart and giving em hard
i’mma realist
gimme a feature, lemme eat it
i don’t wanna be defeated
let em keep deletin’ what i’m speaking
but i ain’t gonna go away
they might not know my name
let me show my pain
a couple demons i overcame
around the time frank ocean dropped novacane
i got a loada …
and no glock but i load my brain and just shoot
firing thoughts i speak the truth
no lie in the courts
i’m just bruno trying a force
i ain’t driving a porsche
i’m in a whip though
i flip flows and i get dough
i got em on their tip toes
man i hit home
i let a little kid know
are you big? no
i’m letting everything show like a window
i’m chilling on the outside, let em in doe
don’t wanna get em down
life’s looking grim doe
don’t wanna settle down
i never threaten
i never pound for pound and around
i don’t clown around
never forgetting where i came from

- nick brewer lyrics

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