Hudební video

Hudební video

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Molly Santana
Molly Santana
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Molly Santana
Molly Santana
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ben10k
Ben10k
Producer
D.J.H
D.J.H
Producer
Showjoe
Showjoe
Producer

Texty

I love all of my sons, all of my dogs, can’t forget all my bitches too
I’ve been showing them love, holdin’ it down
I’ve been giving them lots of tunes
I stay jumping the gun, making them run, doing more than incredible
Stay with a whole lotta shit on my plate, so I know I could not ever lose
Pornstar, LA, you here, damn
Type of shit, I was gon’ laugh at
I’mma OD, you cappin’
A reality, yeah, you sad man
I ran it up, I rapped it
My pockets been gettin’ on fat, fat
When the guns been cooking no trap pack
Been throwing shit in the trash can
I done turned to a mad man
And I really love how they can’t stand it
Gassed up more than a gas tank
I been gettin’ it the fast way
Don’t think I ain’t puttin’ in pain
Whole lotta commas comin’ this way
Whole lotta commas comin’ this way
But I promise ya, that I can’t change
Tell myself that
And I been tryna prove them wrong
So I write these songs as a letter (Yeah)
May you remember me when I’m gone
I don’t know who gon’ tell (Tell)
So I’mma be when I put them on
So I write these songs as a letter (Yeah)
May you remember me when I’m gone
I done turned to a mad man
And I really love how they can’t stand it
Gassed up more than a gas tank
I been gettin’ it the fast way
Don’t think I ain’t puttin’ in pain
Whole lotta commas comin’ this way
Whole lotta commas comin’ this way
But I promise ya, that I can’t change
May you remember me when I’m gone
May you remember me when I’m gone
May you remember me when I’m gone
Written by: Molly Santana
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