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Codeine Tears
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Codeine Tears è stato pubblicato il 19 giugno 2020 da Red Rebel Productions Inc. come parte dell'album Doubted Child
19 giugno 2020
EtichettaRed Rebel Productions Inc.
LinguaEnglish
BPM120
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia

Testi

World Down In Vegas 44x
More Life
Let me tell you about my life young ****
My father never thought I was doing right go figure
Could have sworn he had a heart colder than ice young ****
Now he lives abroad, he’s doing fine live bigger
Said son believe in God don’t live the life of a sinner
Don’t you worry Pops, I will die as a winner
Last time I saw my mom, she took flight, made me shiver
Sip codeine till it’s warm, in the night, just to fuck up my liver
Shed ‘em codeine tears
Ain’t trynna feel the pain no more
Shed ‘em codeine tears
Got the devil knocking on my door
Shed ‘em codeine tears
Heaven ain’t close for sure
Shed ‘em codeine tears
My spirit just won’t let go
Timmy timmy timmy turner
Kill a **** scream out murder
Pussy **** don’t deserve her
I’m a vet and you’s a learner
Light up the wood got the burna
Devil’s lettuce in a furnace
Shit numbs the pain so I burn it
Worked for the fame and I earned it
250 my coupe and I’m swerving
Gotta get through cause I’m hurtin’
Now nah nah nah
Got my double cup and I’m leaning
You don’t wanna fuck with my demons
Got money stacked to the ceiling
See me shopping at Neiman’s
Lord please pardon me
Just trynna find the God in me
Oh father please, father please
I can’t sleep pop a perc
Iced out drink in my purp
Spill that shit on my shirt
Never thought to think first
Young **** know your worth
Said… young **** know your worth
Just be cautious
Shit got me nauseous
They want me to fall of but..
I’m going all out. I’m going all out
Shed ‘em codeine tears
Ain’t trynna feel the pain no more
Shed ‘em codeine tears
Got the devil knocking on my door
Shed ‘em codeine tears
Heaven ain’t close for sure
Shed ‘em codeine tears
My spirit just won’t let go
I’m a shotta shotta
Got the blaka blaka
These haters love to talk talk
But they don’t walk their walk
They don’t walk their talk
Got shooters like Wacka Flocka
But I ain’t wacka flocka
I let it bang then I kill it
Blood on my body ain't crippin’
Acquitted like OJ no witness
Young **** the fuck out my business
Swerving the lane with a bad bitch
Don’t wanna feel pain nah
Got to smoke pon sheytan’s cabbage
She called me a lunatic
Swear on my momma he a loser bitch
Hands on codeine I’m abusing it
Lost you then went off to losing it
Ya ya ya ya ya
Got my double cup and I’m leaning
You don’t wanna fuck with my demons
Got money stacked to the ceiling
That purple drank’s what I’m tearing
Shed ‘em codeine tears
Ain’t trynna feel the pain no more
Shed ‘em codeine tears
Got the devil knocking on my door
Shed ‘em codeine tears
Heaven ain’t close for sure
Shed ‘em codeine tears
My spirit just won’t let go
Written by: Amine - Leslie, Nyles Daniel, Pierre-Luc Cérat
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