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