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GPS
Hip-Hop/Rap
GPS wurde am 1. April 2020 von 1066703 Records DK2 als Teil des Albums Road to Riches (Sike) veröffentlicht
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Veröffentlichungsdatum1. April 2020
Label1066703 Records DK2
SpracheEnglish
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie
BPM80

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gregory Glaves
Gregory Glaves
Songwriter

Songtexte

Lack of sleep and rest
Working kinda urgent with a purpose, not on purpose I ain’t eaten yet
If you fuck wit me then keep it real
It’s a thin line between love and detest, jealousy and care
Yea some people love me to death
And it some people wasn’t, actin funny cause they wouldn’t love me til death
Top lonely told em meet me there
Road to the riches that’s not even in my vision, you tryna GPS
It’s not in the scope (Interscope) ion need a deal
I won’t even stress it **** fuck a 360 I’m a PS player
I mean that really don’t mean success
Ran through a zip, 2017 Nick and Sony Michel
Shyt brazy man the streets a mess
Loose screws behind me on fire cause they didn’t want me to step
Still pressure got my feet on necks
I been runnin miles, laps round em, still hadn’t gave my feet a rest
Shyt I’m feelin like a seasoned vet
Down to the T, ask me so bout now the stakes (Steaks) peaked and set
Even better, I’m unique and rare
I’m just tryna ball, gave my all, I’m too raw ain’t no need to prep
**** told when ain’t no leads, you rat
I remain a 100, **** change, told em keep the rest
I ain’t wit the games so you better come to me correct
**** stay posing, one thang they ain’t posing is a freakin threat
**** fake they get my least respect
They say you wanna be the best then **** you gotta beat the best
Well tell me this, how the fuck I’m spose to beat myself
Never been no trick, im more so the type to treat myself
**** really hoes, turn bold when they deep as hell
I’m the same **** no different than wit PGA or me myself
**** flunkies in the streets no rep
PG how you bummin, for the money, bro nem junkies MJE no cap
Would buy some homes before I freeze my neck
Tryna check an O, get some pieces, then them pieces gon be Jesus next
Ballin Likee Kyrie need to peep the stats
No this not the tape, how many times I gotta say it, that’s the PG stamp
Think they want that old PG back
Wonder if **** just gon wake up after the tape, they still sleepin damn
Up all night like a CVS
**** I been on it, since all the way before the ballies, beads, barrettes
All or nun, I ain’t easing up
Under this duress, against the odds **** and I’m still evened out
I came too far im tryna see what’s next
Likely it’s another obstacle so what I’m leapin that
Lack of sleep and rest
Working kinda urgent with a purpose, not on purpose I ain’t eaten yet
If you fuck wit me then keep it real
It’s a thin line between love and detest, jealousy and care
Yea some people love me to death
And it some people wasn’t, actin funny cause they wouldn’t love me til death
Top lonely told em meet me there
Road to the riches that’s not even in my vision, you tryna GPS
Written by: Gregory Glaves
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