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Functioning
Hip-Hop/Rap
Functioning dirilis pada 27 September 2024 oleh XXXII Sounds sebagai bagian dari album Functioning - Single
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Tanggal Rilis27 September 2024
LabelXXXII Sounds
BahasaEnglish
Melodiksi
Level Akustik
Valence
Kemampuan untuk menari
Energi
BPM84

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Marc Clayton
Marc Clayton
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marc Clayton
Marc Clayton
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Stunnah
Stunnah
Producer

Lirik

Play ball
I can't even tell you how I'm functioning
It's like my heart ripped out my chest and them bitches loving it
I fell love with my own blood, by the bitch though
Remember hooping on the block
Them days I miss those
Went from hooping on the block to shooting pistols
I got to move safe
Nobody going to look out for me
Learned that shit the hard way
Learned that shit the hard way
I was trapping broad day
Fuck going to class, need to find a way to re-up
Can't eat off of no **** and they only throwing peanuts
I got to come up for sure
**** only showing love for show
They don't mean it
I don't need them
Got to take care of my brothers
I'm going to feed them
I booked a session by myself and I was decent
Show my flaws, now you telling me you leaving
And all that shit I bought for you, you can just keep it
Oh, whoa, whoa
I'm so high up, I can see the stars from here
Tried to do you good, take you far from here
But I couldn't get you out your element
Swear I feel the walls, they just closing in
I can't even tell you how I'm functioning
It's like my heart ripped out my chest and them bitches loving it
I fell love with my own blood, by the bitch though
Remember hooping on the block
Them days I miss those
Went from hooping on the block to shooting pistols
I got to move safe
Nobody going to look out for me
Learned that shit the hard way
Learned that shit the hard way
Your own blood would change on you
And they'll put the blame on you
But I take the blame, it's cool
Only fuck with **** that's solid
Can't even let you fake like you 100
But still going to have your back when we in public
Can you say the same?
No
Down to carry your shit like luggage
Don't make me miss the plane, no
Do you really got my best interest?
Or I'm forced to let you go?
Would you tell me if I'm tripping?
Would you even answer the phone?
I can't even tell you how I'm functioning
It's like my heart ripped out my chest and them bitches loving it
I fell love with my own blood, by the bitch though
Remember hooping on the block
Them days I miss those
Went from hooping on the block to shooting pistols
I got to move safe
Nobody going to look out for me
Learned that shit the hard way
Learned that shit the hard way
Had to learn that shit the hard way
Written by: Marc Clayton
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