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Legacy
4349
In Tour
Hip-Hop/Rap
Legacy è stato pubblicato il 24 maggio 2024 da Def Jam Recordings come parte dell'album NBA 2K24 Soundtrack
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Data di uscita24 maggio 2024
EtichettaDef Jam Recordings
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM74

Video musicale

Video musicale

Testi

Sometimes you never know ****
Tanj, Where this life gonn take you
Smoke hit the pipe, told me saw the Lord (Hallelujah)
Jesus Christ, went from weak to white, I think like Boston George
Put away smile, see if he talk some more (shut up)
Carbon on says a sophomore Nobody bothered though (Nobody)
Watched my pops almost die, that made me love my father more (Pops)
White suburban neighborhood got me shopping at Target more
Salmon bites from Chelsea house, Still pretty like my celly out
Marriotts at them highest, I can tell you what them Tully’s bout
Highways, 95 south, we took the turnpike,
Jersey have me nervous, gotta slow down, they don’t search right (slow down)
All you hear is banshees couple of shots came from a dirt bike (bang, bang)
Shorty 12’oclockin had no options, this is birth night
Powder sellers help me grow, mama kept my shirt nice
Couldn’t afford no minks, when I got it, I held that fur tight
Felt like I’m on my third life, you sellin worth the rats ****
You served mice see killers turn pussy and I see nerds fight
So thankful for my blessings, till I gotta keep this weapon close
This for all of the people that could’ve helped me but they left me broke
This for all of the smokers, tryna hustle, selling socks and soap
This for all my homies that’s appealin’, hope they got parole
Thankful for them times before them lobsters, we was mobsters
And palace took omissions, ramen noodles, got no pasta ****
Harlem, that’s mi casa, my squad double bricks I felt like Waka
Make America great
So thankful for my blessings, till I gotta keep this weapon close
This for all of the people that could’ve helped me but they left me broke
This for all of the smokers, tryna hustle, selling socks and soap
This for all my homies appealin’, hope they got parole
Thankful for them times before them lobsters we was mobsters
And palace took omissions, ramen noodles, got no pasta ****
Harlem, that’s mi casa, my squad double bricks I felt like waka
Make America great
Written by: David Brewster, Domenic Bruno
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