BONES

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Shivers in my bones, in my bones. Shivers in my bones, in my bones.

Yeah. Shivers in my bones, in my bones. Shivers in my bones, in my bones.

I don't wanna do no chicken shop date. I get awkward and order a lager.

Let me drink this then talk to me after. Lights and cameras cause a palaver.

I do retail therapy, giving to charity, ordering karma.

Sometimes I do retail therapy, order a watch, tomato, tomato. Need luck, I'm saluting magpies.

Guess that I don't like Isak Ivor. Don't like people that come for the tea.

Grew up in Red but I speak in Tiger. See man that was Teeth Man Fiverr, give him a fiver. Say, "Order an

Uber and tip your driver. " He don't wanna deal with your bullshit either, trust me.

I don't want a net worth nothing. I'm Iron Robin, I'm cutting.

I got a classic that sat in the files. I feel content when I know what's coming. Just played ninety and

I got stuck in. Week in studio felt like nothing.

'Til I got home and I play all the demos like kids when FIFA's coming. Bare man wanna tell me to post more.

Like proving I'm living is better than living it. Don't subscribe to the narrative.

I got subscriptions, on planes kicking it. People that know will always.

But people just want me to pose in hallways. Look at this lifestyle.

When I wanna prove my point, I write down. One thing that I'm never is bitter.

I can get lost or down or tired or up, but trust me, I've never been iller.

Man, I was iller when realer was triller. Man, I've been sicker since badder was fitter.

I was about when madder turned litter.

I was about when spitter was spitter, not short-form content online figure.

Shivers in my bones, in my bones.

Shivers in my bones, in my bones.

Shivers in my bones, in my bones. Shivers in my bones, in my bones.

I don't wanna hear about a debut album.

You doubted the first one and called it a mixtape. Dunno about you, but I think that's a mixtape.

Where I'm from, yeah, we call that a piss tape. Drop six albums 'cause I like music.

If it works, it works. If it hits, it hits, mate. Got life soundtracks and hits made.

Got a brand new jacket from Brick Lane, it fits me perfect. Love that jacket.

Fits twelve beers in the side compartment.

Makes me wanna get pissed on a train and don't buy a ticket, 'cause I'll buy a ticket off Ronnie with bags in his glove compartment.

Told you, man, yeah, I love this garment. Makes me wanna forget my evenings.

Throw bottles in bushes and lose my charges. Turn red into Barca, me into dancer.

Talk in the kitchen and have every answer. Twenty-four beers and it has to be lager.

I love that jacket 'cause I mix Farfar.

Makes me wanna get drunk at an after and call out Fury and Joseph Parker. This ain't a parka, it's my jacket.

Boy, my jacket'll pull up and spark ya. Winter comes with a free new heater.

Stereophonics on T's new speaker. I wanna stick on the football, but it's Jason

Roberts or Leroy Lita.

Kickball in the park from sun 'til dark, but I'm in new boots, shotgun, not keeper. Frisco drop with a Jeremy feature.

That's getting blared out of Vauxhall Corsa. Course it's a Corsa.

Got a hotbox smell when I dissed and powdered. Argue about which strain or flower.

Get home, "Hi, Mum," straight in the shower. Wake up in the back of a Uber. Dreaming of life for more than an hour.

That's when I clocked that I hate this jacket.

I love something that gives me nostalgia.

Shivers in my bones, in my bones. Shivers in my bones, in my bones.

Shivers in my bones, in my bones. Shivers in my bones, in my bones.