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Pockets

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Pockets fue lanzado el 16 de febrero de 2024 por Hidden Hand Inc. como parte del álbum Life.Death.Somewhere Between...

Detalles de la canción

ÁlbumLife.Death.Somewhere Between...

Fecha de lanzamiento16 de febrero de 2024

Sello discográficoHidden Hand Inc.

IdiomaEnglish

Melodía

Nivel de sonidos acústicos

Valence

Capacidad para bailar

Energía

BPM86

DESCRIPCIÓN

LETRA

Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA

Bellez

Autoría

Troy Johnson

Autoría

PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA

R8dio

Producción

Letra

Fresh off the street with it though

And now I'm out of your reach with the flow

And now they liable to leech on my dough

Because my pockets deep, you know

I said my pockets deep, you know

I said my pockets deep, you know

Ayo, these hoes liable to leech on my dough

What for

Because my pockets deep, you know

Uh, they want me out on the street, you know

Yo, I'm cheatin' death while I'm reachin' my goals, yo

But if you try me and reach for my gold, ayo

My pocket rocket say, what

Oh, fuck ****, really think you rilin' me up

Put the challenge to your talent, we can tally it up

And bet your balance sheet, rookie

Need to check your bookie

My pockets deep just like your chick pussy

Oh, that's your bitch over here cooking

Established yet a new business I'm overlooking

We still gettin' it for the low like a sofa chair

I weigh it on my Libra scale, take the hope with despair

Need assistance, I'm overbooked

Became a big willie like the owner of Overbrook

Takes a crook to know one look

I said my pockets deep, you know

I said my pockets deep, you know

Ayo, these hoes liable to leech my dough

What for

Because my pockets deep, you know

Uh, they want me out on the street, you know

Yo, I'm cheatin' death while I'm reachin' my goals, yo

But if you try me and reach for my gold, ayo

My pocket rocket say, what

Too clean to be a fiend, but I'm hooked on these dreams, man

Looks like you mistook a rook for a king

For **** like Radames keep burners by the bed

Knew **** that have plead and never left the feds

To this life we made a pledge

I mean, how do you explain to a **** that's got life

Sayin' he tired of chains

And the new players play when we retired the game

And everything that we acquires not exciting, it's plain

When you drove everything, froze every chain

Fucked on every hoe with a desirable frame

And the hustle is mundane in realize one day

When you killin' your own kind

Guns don't fire the same, it's simple and plain

I said my pockets deep, you know

I said my pockets deep, you know

Ayo, these hoes is liable the leech on my dough

What for

Because my pockets deep, you know

Uh, they want me out on the street, you know

Yo, I'm cheatin' death while I'm reachin' my goals, yo

But if you try me and reach for my gold, ayo

My pocket rocket say, what

See, I don't want no ****

I mean, absolutely no ****

Act like he don't know what the fuck is up

Bellez, pockets deep

Written by: Ashton Belle Tanner, Troy Johnson

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