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Last Call
Hip-Hop/Rap
Last Call was released on February 18, 2022 by SMR as a part of the album Last Call - Single
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Release DateFebruary 18, 2022
LabelSMR
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM125

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jack Lewis
Jack Lewis
Songwriter
Chris Wheatley
Chris Wheatley
Songwriter

Lyrics

Check, check, check
Same mistakes. 6S
Come on. Come on, let's have it
I'm tryina' make nights to remember
Couple of buds with a Coors or a Stella
Whatever's cheap and cheerful
Wifey's still gonna give me an earful
Far from Posh with a bottle of Becks
Firm a couple of shots like I'm wearing my vest
Put me to the test and the best can't fuck with me
I'm still testing the mic like "1, 2, 3"
And it's 1 then 2 then 3 o'clock
Now we're out of bars, call it writers' block
And I'm on my arse, might be time to stop
Have I got the wrong key or's she changed the locks?
So we fight
Until I tell her "take it off, let me make it right"
So the next night I ain't tryina' get too mental but
I'm still running red lights in the rental
Feeling sober off Henny and Red Bulls
'Cause I'm still oversized like Essentials
I'm that giant who tends to be gentle
But I'll sober man up when they ain't respectful
Jordan 4s or Jordan 1s
If he steps to me in 'em I'll floor the cunt
Tryina' front like McGregor but he left that day
In a state from my right like Poirier
What he got, call it Cartier
Cold as ice and a big price paid
At the end of the day what you bragging about?
You stepped out, talked tough, crawled back to Mum's council house
It's all swings and roundabouts
You got drip but you're drowning with fuck all to shout about
I've been about, been around the block
Go in hard and I ain't about to stop
For the MCs spitting to the tracks on beat
Trackie - Tech Fleece, Air Max on feet
For the weekend ravers on the grind all week
5 days graft tryina' make ends meet
For the real ones who ain't gotta pull no weapons
But Friday nights always pull that weapon
Friday night, time's right for a session
Fly so high, live life in the present
For the ones putting food on the table
For anyone playing these songs, fuck a label
Windows down in the big four litre
Or back of the bus on a Bluetooth speaker
I'll back beef like an old school geezer
Got boys at the bar all in old school Fila
Got 6S on the track, bro I feel ya
And this one's for the lads, know I see ya
Written by: Chris Wheatley, Jack Lewis
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