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COMPARISONS
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Skladba COMPARISONS vyšla 24. října 2025 People Pleasers na albu WHO ELSE?
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Datum vydání24. října 2025
ŠtítekPeople Pleasers
JazykEnglish
Melodičnost
Akustičnost
Valence
Tanečnost
Energie
BPM76

Kredity

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Slew
Slew
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Louis Hartley
Louis Hartley
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Outlaw
Outlaw
Producer

Texty

You say we're the same, they really ain't like me
Done with all the comparisons (Done)
Try compare but they can't come near
That shit's embarrassing (Ugh)
I'm in the coupe, see them in my rear view
Like this shit's not challenging
I been about, don't care for the clout
I'm on the move, not a mannequin
I told 'em already what I would do
Why they just sit and watch?
I'm on the TV, no CBeebies
This ain't Top Of The Pops
Can't give no toss, ain't ticking a box
Whatever it is, pay that cost
Whatever they do, always washed
Whenever they talk, I turn it off (I ain't listening)
I'm sick of the games you playin'
In this E46, so Y2K
Why they compare when it's night and day?
She on private, so is her license plate (Yeah)
In lingerie in a private place
PDA in the streets it's bait
I been on the wave, they're season's late
Too late, too late
I got 'em all watching lots
When I got a show, the block is hot
Lined up 'round the corner, popped it low
In a car same colour as boxing gloves
Treat her like a trophy, lock this one
Had to watch her closely, not this one
Talk is cheap and the gossip done
You say we're the same, they really ain't like me
Done with all the comparisons (Done)
Try compare but they can't come near
That shit's embarrassing (Ugh)
I'm in the coupe, see them in my rear view
Like this shit's not challenging
I been about, don't care for the clout
I'm on the move, not a mannequin
I told 'em already what I would do
Why they just sit and watch?
I'm on the TV, no CBeebies
This ain't Top Of The Pops
Can't give no toss, ain't ticking a box
Whatever it is, pay that cost
Whatever they do, always wash
Whenever they talk, I turn it off
Wristband music, I'm moving stupid
I'm at the festival raging (Done)
I'm on the front of the mag
I'm grabbing a bag, this shit's outrageous (Yeah)
They know my face, they know my songs
I swear this shit's contagious
Only the last six months they're getting it
But I been doing it ages
Flying country to country
Getting these stamps, I'm filling up pages (What?)
Don't give a monkies, double a monkey
I put a quid on my trainers
Two quid for a booking, didn't get looking
Funny how shit all changes (Haha)
Label meetings, got it all figured
They wanna change my status (What?)
You say we're the same, they really ain't like me
Done with all the comparisons (Done)
Try compare but they can't come near
That shit's embarrassing (Ugh)
I'm in the coupe, see them in my rear view
Like this shit's not challenging
I been about, don't care for the clout
I'm on the move, not a mannequin
I told 'em already what I would do
Why they just sit and watch?
I'm on the TV, no CBeebies
This ain't Top Of The Pops
Can't give no toss, ain't ticking a box
Whatever it is, pay that cost
Whatever they do, always washed
Whenever they talk, I turn it off
Written by: Louis Hartley
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