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Buzz
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Buzz κυκλοφόρησε στις 17 Απριλίου 2021 από 1753431 Records DK ως μέρος του άλμπουμ Buzz - Single
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ΆλμπουμBuzz - Single
Ημερομηνία κυκλοφορίας17 Απριλίου 2021
Ετικέτα1753431 Records DK
ΓλώσσαEnglish
Μελωδικότητα
Ακουστικότητα
Βαλάνς
Χορευτικότητα
Ενέργεια
BPM63

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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Devon Louis Laubscher
Devon Louis Laubscher
Songwriter

Στίχοι

Waited up
Flare like that it, that feel like rocket
Take it up
Train my best to look like Rocky
Trace it up
Ran so much I feel exhausted
Trachea, with a beatin' like that can't play no opossum
Waited up
Buss on the beat I can't play like I'm Carter
Take it out
The lean and codeine turned me into a monster
Trace it up
Yeah, it stay on my brain that I left out my daughter
Trachea, they told me to breathe, but I feel like a martyr
I been waitin' up
So much on me I barely love
Take it back tried to trade the bucks
Had to switch up the pain, so I changed up the buzz
I done fell out of trust
Got in deep, had to put on the cuffs
Yeah, li'l mama we stayed in the cut
In the trap steady flippin' the doves
Nightly posted with the pain
In my bed like a drain on the bottle
Had to stay out of the cage
Yeah the valley of death, it get hollow
Try to hold with the stain and the bluffs
Caught us bussin' it up in the clubs
Tradin' off like a freak in the mud
Through the night until we see the sun
Waited up
Flare like that it, that feel like rocket
Take it up
Train my best to look like Rocky
Trace it up
Ran so much I feel exhausted
Trachea, with a beatin' like that can't play no opossum
Waited up
Buss on the beat I can't play like I'm Carter
Take it out
The lean and codeine turned me into a monster
Trace it up
Yeah, it stay on my brain that I left out my daughter
Trachea, they told me to breathe, but I feel like a martyr
I feel the buzz, up in my brain
I see the money, I look at the fame
All of them bodies, they stay with a chain
They be off the track like a runaway train
Praisin' up God, but they forget his name
You stand up for trial, you're gonna get slain
Poppin' the pills, and they sippin' the lean
They claim out they slatt
It course through the veins
And they be on a string
They huffin' and puffin'
But they be the puppets that flock with a dream
Might be stray like the cat that be lost
Posted with a strap in the middle of title waves
Gotta hold till you get to the top
Broke will never stay with a will that got God in it
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Waited up
Flare like that it, that look like rocket
Take it up
Train my best to look like Rocky
Trace it up
Ran so much I feel exhausted
Trachea, with a beatin' like that can't play no opossum
Waited up
Buss on the beat I can't play like I'm Carter
Take it out
The lean and codeine turned me into a monster
Trace it up
Yeah, it stay on my brain that I left out my daughter
Trachea, they told me to breathe, but I feel like a martyr
Written by: Devon Louis Laubscher
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