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Hip-Hop/Rap
Depleted wurde am 31. Mai 2024 von Better Temperatures als Teil des Albums Better Temperatures, Vol. 1 veröffentlicht
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Veröffentlichungsdatum31. Mai 2024
LabelBetter Temperatures
SpracheEnglish
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie
BPM61

Musikvideo

Musikvideo

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Austin Skinner
Austin Skinner
Performer
Better Temperatures
Better Temperatures
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Austin Skinner
Austin Skinner
Lyrics
Jasper Levering
Jasper Levering
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sapjer
Sapjer
Producer

Songtexte

(Hahaha), yeah, once in my life I been feeling alive
I been through times that made me go cry
I don't like talking, like, "Shut up, be quiet, okay?" (Yeah, yeah)
I feel defeated, depleted, okay
I pop a 15 and float out of space
I pop a 30 then fall on my face
Pray that my brother get freed out them gates, yeah (Yeah)
I'm on the lean noddin' off, I swerve
I had to get me a loss, how I learned
I keep a pistol, I'm stayin' alert (Yeah)
Freaky lil' bitch tryna suck on the cock
No Smith & Wesson, I keep me a Glock
Shawty know that I be countin' a lot
Pop me a pill, I'm addicted like rocks, huh, yeah
I got my phone, calling Jenny up
My mama dying, it tear me up
Tryna get all of her pockets stuffed
I'm on a mission, I'm fighting, I'm flying
'Till the mission go, "Complete"
I overdosed, they thought I was dying
Now that bitch up on her knees (Slurp)
Baby, I lied
I ain't really put them Percs down
I see the smile on yo' face
Every time I try to go down
Baby, I need you
Thought you knew that, baby, right now
Girl, when I see you
Need a second, need a time-out
Jump in the ocean, I swim with the sharks
I just be working, baby, movin' smart
Push a button, didn't start up the car
Girl, I miss you, I don't care where we are
Poppin' that Oxy', not poppin' no bars
Posted, pourin' fours inside a bar
I love me Tris and I love me Wockhardt
Pull out that Rolls-Royce, she fuck in the car
Put the curtains up, it's funny
Yo' bitch so dumb
My baby, my love
Tryna fuck on her face
I'm really goin' crazy
Hope my mama see me make it
If she don't, I'm taking my life
Yeah, once in my life I been feeling alive
I been through times that made me go cry
I don't like talking, like, "Shut up, be quiet, okay?" (Yeah, yeah)
I feel defeated, depleted, okay
I pop a 15 and float out of space
I pop a 30 then fall on my face
Pray that my brother get freed out them gates, yeah (Yeah)
I'm on the lean noddin' off, I swerve
I had to get me a loss, how I learned
I keep a pistol, I'm stayin' alert (Yeah)
I got my phone, calling Jenny up
My mama dying, it tear me up
Tryna get all of her pockets stuffed
Every time feelin' I'm not enough, oh
Written by: Austin Skinner, Jasper Levering
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