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Marmalade
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Marmalade è stato pubblicato il 25 settembre 2020 da High Water Music come parte dell'album Marmalade
Data di uscita25 settembre 2020
EtichettaHigh Water Music
LinguaEnglish
BPM74
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia

Video musicale

Video musicale

Testi

Ayo we pop in anywhere gold shining & tinted glasses
Blunt ashes drop on the linen fuck it we ain't here for fashion
Fuck the politics and mix & matching
My life is turning to an instant classic
I light the spliff & let the track spin
Never turning back the direction is tunnel vision
The mission, get the bread supplying wellness to the children
This is real shit, they tryna get tough for the pictures
Son that shit don't last & life's rough when it's fiction
A fantasy, a beacon what I plan to be, I'm destined
Til the death bed, breaking more bread with my brethren
The truth is in the lesson & my chapter just started
Whole hearted, I wake to make a dollar off this hard shit
Living thru the scars, cards dealt for the gambit
These bars, are formed from life long hustle on the planet
I live to my advantage, praises to the most high
The second that I vanish they gone see the heavens landing
I drop the skies & rise the flames from the floor
A house is not a home, you'll feel the pain from the door
All the trauma made us great, so we ain't hating no more
Its big money shit, tell these other clowns to quit the funny shit
You clock punching with it
I'm on the block wrapping packs on some mummy shit kid we getting dummy rich
Probably out in Athens smoking hash where it's sunny
Life's great, I'm paying bills with art, getting money
Time passes, we shower sorrows with wine glasses
And try to live the right way with intertwined madness
Grieve from sadness for the lost souls we'll make it happen
To the biggest status paying from our practices
I trip from mescaline cactuses got my mind shifted
To a different atlas got me focused staying divine
Ya can't afford the time spent, or the recipe of being gifted
I speak my soul for my people that listen
Let's get the chicken, I ain't fucking around
It's Brain baby, looking for the bucks in ya town
Only surround myself with real ones, ya fucking with clowns
Written by: Andrew Melo

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