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SAME CLOTHES
Hip-Hop/Rap
SAME CLOTHES fue publicado el 14 de marzo de 2025 por GYB, Otaku Underworld como parte del álbum SAME CLOTHES - Single
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Fecha de lanzamiento14 de marzo de 2025
SelloGYB, Otaku Underworld
IdiomaEnglish
Melodicidad
Acústico
Valence
Bailabilidad
Energía
BPM75

Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Delta Deez
Delta Deez
Rap
Callon B. Nanny
Callon B. Nanny
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Callon B. Nanny
Callon B. Nanny
Songwriter
Dylan Goodinson
Dylan Goodinson
Songwriter
Jacob Espinosa
Jacob Espinosa
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Espi
Espi
Producer

Letras

All my momma wantin is to see the day I ain't broke
I ain't hearin nothing less you speakin bout a bank roll
I been up to something man I'm bumming in the same clothes
You were never bout it yet you hit me with the same ol
Uh yeah case closed I don't fuck with lame-o's
Haters or the fake hoes
Play me like they ain't know
Uh yeah pesos tryna raise my pay roll
You just in the wayyyy
Or you just in my way tho
Ain't slept I'm in these same clothes
Securing all these safe notes
Plottin on this bank roll
Promising my baby she gon see the day we ain't broke
Ain't changing my shirt or my pants
Working till the world in my hands
The perfect girl who worth a couple bands
Diamond ring a stripper how it dance
For verses might charge a lamb truck
Ghost writing for a phantom
The day that I get my bank rolls
My wife gon' think that I'm santa
Rappers soft as pampers
Got that blammer on my waist
Bitch I'm like A.I. I'm the answer
Raised the standards in this game
You'd think I'm doing well in college
I don't play about my paper
They procrastinate on they plans
They put off getting till rich later
Up at 5 AM when I sing quotes
Spewing heat like volcanoes
Brodie slang on the main roads
Keeping watch for the plainclothes
Want me signed I need 8 0's
To throw it at the main stage hoes
She prolly gonna need a rain coat
When she arch it like a rainbow
All my momma wantin is to see the day I ain't broke
I ain't hearin nothing less you speakin bout a bank roll
I been up to something man I'm bumming in the same clothes
You were never bout it yet you hit me with the same ol
Uh yeah case closed I don't fuck with lame-o's
Haters or the fake hoes
Play me like they ain't know
Uh yeah pesos tryna raise my pay roll
You just in the wayyyy
Or you just in my way tho
This that type of shit that make me go out hit a lick again
These the type of thoughts B havin when he got that liquor in him
Know a couple homies they done showed me how the rigg the system
I'm another L away from goin into business with em
Yeah huh ay lucky I believe in karma
Praying that I never figure out who fuckin robbed my momma
For the love of money
I was Crashin goin dummy
I remember I was hungry
Every meal was fuckin lunch meat
So Who the fuck gon hold my hand
Hit the county building i was dealin
tryna sell my stamps
Why believe in god if he dealt me such a hellish hand
I was with the sinners finding quicker ways to get the bands
Ain't slept I'm in these same clothes
Securing all these safe notes
Plottin on this bank roll
Promising my baby she gon see the day we ain't broke
All my momma wantin is to see the day I ain't broke
I ain't hearin nothing less you speakin bout a bank roll
I been up to something man I'm bumming in the same clothes
You were never bout it yet you hit me with the same ol
Uh yeah case closed I don't fuck with lame-o's
Haters or the fake hoes
Play me like they ain't know
Uh yeah pesos tryna raise my pay roll
You just in the wayyyy
Or you just in my way tho
Written by: Callon B. Nanny, Dylan Goodinson, Jacob Espinosa
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