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Blue Print (feat. Bread Boy)
Hip-Hop/Rap
Blue Print (feat. Bread Boy) è stato pubblicato il 17 marzo 2023 da RTMG ENT come parte dell'album Takin My Chances - EP
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Data di uscita17 marzo 2023
EtichettaRTMG ENT
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM67

Crediti

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shakira Williams
Shakira Williams
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jermaine Frierson
Jermaine Frierson
Mixing Engineer
Realrichmoney
Realrichmoney
Producer

Testi

My vision so clear through these Fendi Lens
My vision so clear through these Fendi lens
Im stacking up all of my dividend
Yeah
You know Im a problem right here
In the flesh
Im trying to step on **** necks
Like Im Malcolm X
Life ain't no drill
This shit get real
It put you to the test
My heart so big
I think it blew right through
My fucking chest
All the time that done past
But I can't get it back
All the time I spent with Out you
Make me Fucking sad
I got the MotherFucking Blue print
On the dash
Im trying to stash away some M's
Up in my Duffle bag
I stashed away some rack's
So if I fall ima get it back
Ain't showing no more love
My feelings hard won't get attached
They ain't knowing how Im living
They just see Im getting racks
To the top and to the ceiling
Hell no I ain't looking Back
Fuck what you thought and
Fuck what you heard
I got some young ****
Leave you on the curb
Money keep calling
She getting on my nerves
She looking real hard
She know Im a flirt
I went and spent some racks
So I can cop the J's early
Shawty say she leaving
Told that bitch that I ain't heard her
I see a clear vision through my Fendi lens
Bitch these ain't no J's
Im flexing in my Tim's
Im not caring who don't like it
End of discussion
Im too focused on my money
I ain't hearing nothing
You know Im a problem right here
In the flesh
Im trying to step on **** necks
Like Im Malcolm X
Life ain't no drill
This shit get real
It put you to the test
My heart so big
I think it blew right through
My fucking chest
All the time that done past
But I can't get it back
All the time I spent with Out you
Make me Fucking sad
I got the MotherFucking Blue print
On the dash
Im trying to stash away some M's
Up in my Duffle bag
On the road to riches
You know Im a star
No Patek Philippe
Or no Audemar
But Im grinding hard
Trying to set the bar
Im a born sinner
So forgive me lord
Forgive me if I ever got to step
Pain the realest thing I ever felt
I don't need nobody
I just need myself
I did this shit and
I didn't have no help
Yeah Woah
Yeah Woah
I was alone for a long time
Didn't have no where to go
Soon as love started Creeping in
Went and hurt my soul
Get the money and stay on the ass
Swear is all I know
I see a clear vision through my Fendi lens
Bitch these ain't no J's
Im flexing in my Tim's
Im not caring who don't like it
End of discussion
Im too focused on my money
I ain't hearing nothing
You know Im a problem right here
In the flesh
Im trying to step on **** necks
Like Im Malcolm X
Life ain't no drill
This shit get real
It put you to the test
My heart so big
I think it blew right through
My fucking chest
All the time that done past
But I can't get it back
All the time I spent with Out you
Make me Fucking sad
I got the MotherFucking Blue print
On the dash
Im trying to stash away some M's
Up in my Duffle bag
Written by: Shakira Williams
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