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Boudin
Hip-Hop/Rap
Boudin wurde am 20. August 2025 von Lonely Winners Club als Teil des Albums veröffentlichtAll Dressed Up for a Beautiful Fight
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Veröffentlichungsdatum20. August 2025
LabelLonely Winners Club
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie
BPM116

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rodja Fields
Rodja Fields
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rodja Fields
Rodja Fields
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rodja Fields
Rodja Fields
Producer

Songtexte

(Let's make this shit fun)
I don't need shit but a bed
I don't need none of my comrades
Rather this bottle instead
Why they in love with a nomad?
Why they engulfed in the slow dances?
Fire started feeling like havens
Writing a letter to ravens
Write it inside of the margins
Only excuses and pardons
President act like a martian
That was an insult to martians
That was pencil for progress
Pushing my status for bargains
Leaving the band cuz it's awkward
Left for the bands and the stardom
Left me for dead you a target
I treat this shit like a market
Look at how loaded my cart get
You dont know shit bout a war bitch
Tryna cosplay all this poor shit
Yea
What the fuck is a mortgage?
In the field
Like potpourri
They was scoping me
Had to pray for the man
I was supposed to be
Got the world in my hand like golden ring
Damn right imma talk my shit
I been waiting on a ride all night
Ain't nobody gon tell me shit
Ain't nobody gon stop this Flight
(Ain't nobody gon stop this Flight)
(Ain't nobody gon stop this Flight)
(Ain't nobody gon stop this Flight)
(Ain't nobody gon stop this Flight)
I wasn't shit but a doormat
That's where I'm finding my core at
I felt this shit in my thorax
I was disguising my sore spots
I need a beer and a large tot
I need 8 wings like its 4 bats
I need a seat on a park bench
Painting this scene like a wide shot
Damn
Every time I showed love
You ain't really do shit but dessert me
I aint saying I was better
I would say a lotta shit
But I never ever told you that you hurt me
How we treat love like its hardcore?
I was tripping out laying on the floor
Think I need a second chance
I don't want romance
I just really wanna cum a little more
In the field
Like potpourri
They was scoping me
Had to pray for the man
I was supposed to be
Got the world in my hand like golden ring
Damn right imma talk my shit
I been waiting on a ride all night
Ain't nobody gon tell me shit
Ain't nobody gon stop this Flight
(Ain't nobody gon stop this Flight)
(Ain't nobody gon stop this Flight)
(Ain't nobody gon stop this Flight)
(Ain't nobody gon stop this Flight)
Written by: Rodja Fields
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