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Sirens
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Sirens è stato pubblicato il 22 giugno 2018 da Relentless Records come parte dell'album The One Two
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Data di uscita22 giugno 2018
EtichettaRelentless Records
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM87

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Headie One
Headie One
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Irving Adjei
Irving Adjei
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sykes
Sykes
Producer
Gottionem
Gottionem
Producer
Sean D Engineer
Sean D Engineer
Mixing Engineer
Glenn Schick
Glenn Schick
Mastering Engineer

Testi

Forget (Forget, forget, forget)
Forget (Forget, forget, forget)
Sirens
All you ever hear on the block is sirens
Growin' up, chillin' on the block with sirens
Just another day on the block with sirens
Sirens
All you ever hear on the block is sirens
Growin' up, chillin' on the block with sirens
Just another day on the block with sirens
Top floor for a few nights
Tryna dodge the hood because it's fire
Everyday I see those blue lights
Still ninety on the M but in a new ride
Cling, vase's and a few wipes from tryna make a new life
I love to do it with my old friends, 'cause we was stackin' twenties, tryna fold them
It was '09 and '010
I was seventeen when I jumped on a train to link a coke fiend
Now I'm trap phone gymin' with no protein
See, I'm all about my risks, that's if you know me
Two times I never made it home from OT
Call me stubborn or whatever you wanna call me
Still passenger side, fast-lane, straight out the Mozy
I was on the wing
Barely had the money for a call and she weren't answerin' my calls
Now take a guess who isn't answerin' at all
Fuck these sirens, I've gotta ball
Now they uncomfortable
Because I got the sauce
Sirens
All you ever hear on the block is sirens
Growin' up, chillin' on the block with sirens
Just another day on the block with sirens
Sirens
All you ever hear on the block is sirens
Growin' up, chillin' on the block with sirens
Just another day on the block, hear sirens
The gang been spreadin' metal pebbles
Them **** spreadin' rumours
Got my palm on that Luger tryna catch a brain tumour
Weeks in the T, I was gettin' tired of that Puma trackie
Paid six bills for a Z, I ain't new to trappin'
Big stitch True Religion jeans, I ain't new to fashion
We paid eight for that dots, we ain't need detachin'
Seventeen in the Bailey, we ain't new to crashin'
Chrome free, trigger all fucked, we ain't new to hand tings
Eight times I sat through induction, I ain't new to landin's
What you know about ridin'?
Done a drillin', ten seconds later all you hear is sirens
We ain't new to madness
Tryna take OFB through the atlas
Doin' road managin' my canvas
Doin' O, practice makes perfect
Perfection from practice
Done up solitary confinement
Feds want me fresh home again, needin' a consignment (No)
Sirens
All you ever hear on the block, is sirens
Growin up, chillin' on the block with sirens
Just another day on the block with sirens
Sirens
All you ever hear on the block is sirens
Growing up chilling on the block with sirens
Just another day on the block with sirens
Written by: Irving Adjei, Jordan Henry, Kashama Mukana
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