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Rewind
20.320
Hip-Hop/Rap
Rewind κυκλοφόρησε στις 21 Μαρτίου 2022 από The Machine Works/Atlantic ως μέρος του άλμπουμ Moneysign Suede
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ΆλμπουμMoneysign Suede
Ημερομηνία κυκλοφορίας21 Μαρτίου 2022
ΕτικέταThe Machine Works/Atlantic
LanguageEnglish
Μελωδικότητα
Ακουστικότητα
Βαλάνς
Χορευτικότητα
Ενέργεια
BPM103

Μουσικό βίντεο

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Συντελεστές

PERFORMING ARTISTS
MoneySign Suede
MoneySign Suede
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jaime Brugada Valdez
Jaime Brugada Valdez
Songwriter
Muhammad Abdul Aziz
Muhammad Abdul Aziz
Songwriter

Στίχοι

Hey
Yes sir, yes sir, hey
(Pull some of that bass out, Bruce)
Yeah, I said I been through hell, but sometimes I just wanna rewind
I don't know why, but the past be on my mind (my mind)
I miss robbin', hitting licks, late nights
But I don't miss them broke days, them broke nights when we would cry
I grew up seein' my momma and my pops always fight (always fight)
My pops just left, I kinda wish that **** tried
Not the **** I became, I be ridin' with a nine
You could talk 'bout his name, but can't talk about mine (mine)
Y-yeah, I need respect on my name (my name)
Boy, you better respect that **** $uede ($uede)
If some **** come and trip, do the same (same)
'Cause these **** wanna see you in the grave (grave)
That's why I always keep a gun just in case
One day is good, but you can die the next day
I miss my **** Poloh, they got my **** in the cage
But when they let him free, on God, he gon' be straight
**** mad that I'm up, came from the bottom (from the bottom)
**** talkin' 'bout the struggle, but got no problems (problems)
****, ****, I got problems that I could never solve (solve)
I done seen shit that you ain't never saw (saw)
Pull up on me wrong, I'ma let it off (let it off)
Hoe be acting stupid, I'ma cut you off (cut you off)
'Cause you ain't on what I'm on (I'm on)
And I don't even care, bitch, fuck a bond
Yeah, I said I been through hell, but sometimes I just wanna rewind
I don't know why, but the past be on my mind (my mind)
I miss robbin', hitting licks, late nights
But I don't miss them broke days, them broke nights when we would cry
I grew up seein' my momma and my pops always fight (always fight)
My pops just left, I kinda wish that **** tried
Not the **** I became, I be ridin' with a nine
You could talk 'bout his name, but can't talk about mine (about mine)
You can't talk about mine
Yeah, it's like, like fuck the past and shit, but, like
I just wanna rewind sometimes and shit, like
You feel me?
Ayy
Better respect that **** $uede
Better respect that **** $uede
Written by: Suede Dollars
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