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PMS
1
Hip-Hop/Rap
PMS è stato pubblicato il 17 marzo 2024 da Out East Records come parte dell'album PMS - Single
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Data di uscita17 marzo 2024
EtichettaOut East Records
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM111

Crediti

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dwayne Darrell Williams
Dwayne Darrell Williams
Songwriter
Daniel Haziq
Daniel Haziq
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brandon Owens Jr.
Brandon Owens Jr.
Engineer
I recorded mixed and mastered this project at Out East Records LLC.
I recorded mixed and mastered this project at Out East Records LLC.
Recording Engineer

Testi

I've been poppin' my shit all a motherfuckin' long
I don't want your handouts, I'ma get it on my own
Real rap out east, droppin' song after song
If I said it, then I mean it, can't nobody prove me wrong
They gon' feel what I'm sayin' in these motherfuckin' songs
If you feel what I'm sayin' turn this motherfuckin' song up, I
Remember when I didn't have shit
Remember when these hoes tried to play me like a bitch
Folks talked down on my name
Cause I didn't have the newest set of clothes
Or the newest pair of kicks
Remember I ain't give a damn when you said it back then
Why the fuck would I care that you sayin' shit now
All the people that be hatin', they just need to get a check
I can run it in the ground, cause I'ma get it right back
I ain't worried 'bout a hatin' ass bitch
Or a bitch-ass **** real life, mane, they all move the same
All these motherfuckers real lame
They ain't got nothin' but a social page
And a worthless ass name
I ain't come for the fame
I just came for a check, 'long as a **** breathin'
I'ma leave it at they neck
Say she love to come around cause she love the way I flex
Say she love the way I smell when she lickin' on my neck
I ain't tryna lead you on, I'm just tryna drop some dick
I ain't tryna be your main, I'm just tryna feed you kids
Send your ass back home have him wonderin' where you been
Tell that mane you was chillin' with the man with the plan
If he tired of bein' broke, he can join the team too
Mane it's goin' down in history, everybody stay tuned
We ain't the type to ride the wave, we the wave typhoon
Everybody turn'n heads when we walk into the room
Used to stay stressed out, now I stay eased up
If you reppin' Out East, baby, throw them E's up
I was chill for a while, now I'm back teed up
Gotta hit my weed man, heard that mane re-uped
When I think about my sister, mane, it make me go harder
Gotta make a way for my son or my daughter
Failure not a option, givin' up not a problem
Thinkin' back on my life make me wanna go harder
Taco Bell aftermath, baby girl, I'm the shit
Ain't no time to be stressin', I'ma leave you where you is
Love Kenzie and Khalila like my own fuckin' kids
Can't forget about my nephew, he as humble as it is
Put my name in the stands, I'ma be one of the greats
We a long, long way, from them days on Section 8
Sharin' clothes with my cousin, actin' like it's all straight
Showin' love to me now, cause a **** changed the race
You ain't know I'm the new Mr.Steal-Yo-Hoe
Chillin' with my folks, and she choosin' on the low
Can't treat her like a queen if she actin' like a ho
So I sent her ass packin' out the motherfuckin' door
Took control of this anger, if you know, then you know
Took some time to myself started movin' on my own
Now I'm grindin' in myself innerstandin' all my wrongs
That's why I'm poppin' my shit all a motherfuckin' lone
I ain't worried about it
Written by: Daniel Haziq, Dwayne Darrell Williams
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