Kredity
PERFORMING ARTISTS
64bithustla
Rap
Mikey Rotten
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Garrett Whitlow
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
R4R3CANDY
Producer
Texty
I was outside everywhere, we never seen you there
Watch me try to resurrect the dead with a CD player
110 percent, I hit the curb and I'ma bend the rim
I don't need you to pray for me, you should pray for them
I was outside everywhere, we never seen you there
Watch me try to resurrect the dead with a CD player
110 percent, I hit the curb and I'ma bend the rim
I don't need you to pray for me, you should pray for them
I've been trying to resurrect my friends, I'm in the cemetery
Beat the game on any mode you want, I'm living legendary
Big blade everywhere that I go, like it's my secondary
I get out of pocket, everything I did was necessary
I don't know what I should believe, we never went to church
Still getting high as I can get until my stomach hurts
I be with the smugglers, jugglers, I'm a hustler
64bit, he know how to treat the customers
They ain't got shit on me, literally, I'm a different breed
Mikey got that aftermarket kit to help the engine breathe
Paranoia take over my body when I hit the weed
Said they making noise in the city, but I ain't hear a thing
Thrash Mob, I've been in the kitchen playing with the heat
Trying to make my heart skip a beat, I don't work for free
They ain't saying shit to the microphone, no delivery
Riding with a AR-15 in a limousine
I was outside everywhere, we never see you there
Watch me try to resurrect the dead with a CD player
110 percent, I hit the curb, and I'ma bend the rim
I don't need you to pray for me, you should pray for them
I was outside everywhere, we never seen you there
Watch me try to resurrect the dead with a CD player
110 percent, I hit the curb, and I'ma bend the rim
I don't need you to pray for me, you should pray for them
Since I was a kid, I've been misunderstood
Treated like a outcast that did no good
I did what I want, never did what I should
Punk white kid with his vision obscured
Don't need to talk shit, I'm just here to observe
Yeah, you wanna press, you just ain't got the nerve
Might turn to a demon, tell em take me to church
Mikey fucking Rotten, that's the name that I earned
Don't care about shit, they can blow up the earth
I'm a super soaker, I ain't talking bout nerf
Ten blunts down, I be high like a bird
Don't make me keep it real, because the truth finna hurt
She think I'm doing science, cause you know we got chemistry
You can try to cross me, you'll be in love and memory
You can't keep it real, ain't even got the identity
Middle fingers in the air, I'm screaming, fuck the industry
I was outside everywhere, we never seen you there
Watch me try to resurrect the dead with a CD player
110 percent, I hit the curb and I'ma bend the rim
I don't need you to pray for me, you should pray for them
I was outside everywhere, we never seen you there
Watch me try to resurrect the dead with a CD player
110 percent, I hit the curb and I'ma bend the rim
I don't need you to pray for me, you should pray for them
Written by: Garrett Whitlow