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merky ace – nothing to lose كلمات اغاني

[verse 1: kozzie]
i’ll skip round twenty mcs, fam, i don’t care
i’m in the scene, i own it now
five year graft, i’m on my -rs-
hopped in the dungeon, went bar-for-bar
five singles later, i’m catting it hard
my ep charted, i’ve come far
twenty bag followers with a blue tick
kiss my -rs-
shoutout faze, shoutout mi
my gs, on my wave
i quit smoking, shoutout dave
look at us now, totally made
f-ck you if you don’t like me
i’m entertainment, show me your p
get a booking in, or go buy a tee
or go buy a hat, that’s the merchandise by me

[chorus: ego]
i’ve got nothing to lose
that’s why i risk my neck daily
i ain’t inna doing favours with n0body now
it’s eff you, pay me
i’ve paid my dues, i’m due to be getting paid now
are you crazy?
i don’t care if you like or hate me
money upfront, fam, eff you, pay me
i’ve got nothing to lose
that’s why i risk my neck daily
i ain’t inna doing favours with n0body now
it’s eff you, pay me
i’ve paid my dues, i’m due to be getting paid now
are you crazy?
i don’t care if you like or hate me
money upfront, fam, eff you, pay me

[verse 2: ego]
i still live life to the edge
nine years back, i could’ve been dead
now i’m in parties, off my face
onstage, i’m shutting down rave instead
normal living, still out here
still mash up the tings, then i send ’em bed
i be in fabric getting so waved
dem man are so broke, they stayed in bed
their life’s totally dead
seat at the bar, i ain’t tryna mc
until a promoter pays me instead
money upfront, then everyting’s bless
i’m tryna get fed, i’m tryna see more
i’m tryna tour loads, i’m tryna get head
i’m tryna see a hundred bags
so if you don’t make me a pound, it’s totally dead

[verse 3: merky ace]
yo, nothing to lose, still trashing out gobs
call me a waiter, i’m serving wok
to that man’s wife at the end of the job
eff you, pay me, holler that gwop
ft’s so cold, so on top
so tell all ah dem boy dere i said stop
i ain’t tryna do no open mic for the promo
what’s that? g, that’s washed
airport coasting
bagging the barclays bars and hosting
you can ask faze, man think man are joking?
we was in the hotel, doing smoking
so loud, i was choking
dem boy dere smoke zoots with c0ke in
say that they’re winning, but they’re really not
cuh we’ve already won and they’ve already lost

[outro: ego]
when i touch mic, everybody goes sick
i learnt the whole game, dem man are just kids
you step onstage, you can’t get no wheel
i don’t even know what that is
i could jump onstage, spit two bars
sit back and watch the whole rave get liff
best holler at ft for a shutdown quick
if it ain’t ft, it’s sh-t
(are you mad?)

- merky ace

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