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Five Five

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Skladba Five Five vyšla 5. března 2018 Pouya Records / EMPIRE na albu Five Five

Podrobnosti o skladbě

Datum vydání5. března 2018

ŠtítekPouya Records / EMPIRE

Melodičnost

Akustičnost

Valence

Tanečnost

Energie

BPM74

PŘEHLED

TEXTY

Kredity

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Pouya

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Michele Scatamacchia

Michele Scatamacchia

Songwriter

Kevin Pouya

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Mikey the Magician

Mikey the Magician

Producer

Texty

[Verse 1]

MTM, hit 'em with the heat

[Verse 2]

I can be the one they hate, I don't got time to be liked

I'm that down south five five Florida boy, still rollin' them dice

Better pay your dues, better stay low key

Bitch, don't mind me, ain't goin' back, put it on me

I'ma live lavishly

[Verse 3]

I could be the one they hate, I don't got time to be like

I'm that down south five five Florida boy, still rollin' them dice

Better pay your dues, better stay low key

Bitch, don't mind me, ain't goin' back, put it on me

I'ma live lavishly

[Verse 4]

Yeah, welcome to the south side where them cute hoes do you dirty

In my city, we don't fist bump, we dap up and get to swervin'

In the '06 Vogue, money on overload

Mama, we never goin' back to poverty

[Verse 5]

Fuck that, hoes on the floor like a rug rat

Crawlin' at my feet, rappers been mumblin', talkin' 'bout nothin'

They got the kids stumblin' off the Xannies

Now killin' themselves so slowly and I feel like Mick Foley

[Verse 6]

When I'm in your bitch raw, can't hold me back

I'm feelin' myself, still rockin' a shoelace for a belt

Only thing changin' is my lanes and payment rates

I raise the stakes, I raise these rappers from the grave

So put some respect on my name

[Verse 7]

My flame is reignin' with no label

Mama said, get that bread and lay low

While you sippin' on your Faygo

Forty-five, blow off your halo

[Verse 8]

I can be the one they hate, I don't got time to be liked

I'm that down south five five Florida boy, still rollin' them dice

Better pay your dues, better stay low key

Bitch, don't mind me, ain't goin' back, put it on me

I'ma live lavishly

[Verse 9]

I can be the one they hate, I don't got time to be liked

I'm that down south five five Florida boy, still rollin' them dice

Better pay your dues, better stay low key

Bitch, don't mind me, ain't goin' back, put it on me

I'ma live lavishly

Written by: Kevin Pouya, Michele Scatamacchia

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