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THE VIEW (Single Version)
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THE VIEW (Single Version) wurde am 4. September 2026 von Misc als Teil des Albums THE VIEW + CULDESAC - Single veröffentlicht
Released4. September 2026
LabelMisc
SpracheEnglish
BPM87
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie

Songtexte

Start the story at the back of the bus
With the amateur dunkers, Jordans on, least one got a crutch
Know used to lag behind them, least my raps got discussed
They say my dribble's got immaculate touch
See what I'm saying
I mean
Ain't typed to beat it can see in my Billie jeans
Took my time, reduced the pressure, still can't jack the esteem
The MVP to raise the bar, but still can't ball like Kareem
Yo shout out Alex I ain't know how it seemed
I played the part
At seventeen, was up in the theatre like push to start
Too bad we didn't have it on cars, was second guessing
Me and my peers experience acting like worlds apart
Coming up short, tired of picking their bone apart
But never scared of misintending
Was forced to play the cards I was dealt
I took my shot, I'm looking like I'm Smith and Wesson
Be careful cause depends where you stand you stuck in a rut
You fuming yet despite your intentions, You could erupt
Don't know my way round here, but I'll still make a place here just for me
Don't worry if I did, my darling, yeah my baby, you'll get to see it
I'll fly away here, i'll make it, for the taking, you gotta believe
I sometimes wish you're here, my darling, yeah it's something you got to see
Don't know my way round here ( I don't know my way round here)
Don't worry if I did, my darling (You ask me why I keep on calling)
It's not the best idea, but i'll still make it fine, in time (Ti-i-i-i-ime)
Uh ay
Uh ay
Look
I took advantage of the footsteps you hollowed in
Snuck my way up back up on the stage and the apologin
I went from clocking in, talking made new types of friends
Shout out to the nation, made some jazz, well guess who's Stockton then
If Z done made the Lordsworn Herro, Guess who's Tyler man
A whole new type of plan, whole new fly to bite the pan
Knowledge of solomon, prepping my introduction
It's better than me twiddling sticks aside the percussions
I felt it ever since I gripped the stone, ain't never get this throne
I thought the highs I've ever felt would never get this low
My tracks was hot but never thought this world could get this cold
The gates of hell can't take me back can never lift this load
Ya dig! Get this gold, could never fit this mold
Could never get this soul, I mean
Could never lift this hold, I mean
Could never get this soul, I mean
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