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Evil
4.446
Hip-Hop/Rap
Evil wurde am 7. Dezember 2018 von Rapids als Teil des Albums Forever 23 veröffentlicht
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Veröffentlichungsdatum7. Dezember 2018
LabelRapids
SpracheEnglish
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie
BPM171

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
JayDaYoungan
JayDaYoungan
Vocals
iamtrillfiger
iamtrillfiger
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Javorius Scott
Javorius Scott
Songwriter
Otis Ray Hinton Jr
Otis Ray Hinton Jr
Songwriter
Stephen Treveyon Brown
Stephen Treveyon Brown
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
iamtrillfiger
iamtrillfiger
Producer

Songtexte

[Verse 1]
(The heroes)
(Love can turn you evil)
[Verse 2]
Love can turn you evil
Don't let that shit defeat you
Problems comin', I don't need 'em
To the streets I'm like the preacher
Listen up so I can teach 'em
Not the same, you ain't my equal
Blood diamonds, he was reachin'
I can't speak, somebody bleedin'
Long nights without eatin'
Had to trap, don' fuck with leechin'
Bitch, it's cancer till we even
Catch him lackin', leave him leakin'
Get you touched, give me a reason
All my shotters love squeezin'
Killer season, bitch, we tweakin'
Tryna see whoever speakin'
[Verse 3]
Tryna see whoever speakin'
Bitch, we goin' with the move
Fuck you and them pussy ****
Who claim they gon' step for you
Heard these bitch ass **** trippin'
Shit, I know just what to do
Pull up with my cousin Boo
Might send shots hangin' out the roof
Bitch, I'm in the trenches with them hammers
Come get at me
(Come get at me)
Swervin' in your section
Gray Camaro full of ratchets
(Full of ratchets)
Rattin' ass promotor set me up
Some **** jacked me
But I got a message for you
And that pussy boy from Lafay'
Everything I do, it gotta add
It ain't no more subtractin'
What I speak, this shit I really lived
No, I don't do no actin'
If you play, we gotta get him drilled
Put 'em in a casket
**** tryna be like me
I tell 'em they gon' need some practice
[Verse 4]
Love can turn you evil
Don't let that shit defeat you
Problems comin', I don't need 'em
To the streets I'm like the preacher
Listen up, so I can teach 'em
Not the same, you ain't my equal
Blood diamonds, he was reachin'
I can't speak, somebody bleedin'
Long nights without eatin'
Had to trap, don' fuck with leechin'
Bitch, it's cancer till we even
Catch him lackin', leave him leakin'
Get you touched, give me a reason
All my shotters love squeezin'
Killer season, bitch, we tweakin'
Tryna see whoever speakin'
Written by: Javorius Scott, Stephen Brown
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