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Kms! (Suicidal2)
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Kms! (Suicidal2) è stato pubblicato il 24 maggio 2024 da NE Inc come parte dell'album Y3 - EP
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AlbumY3 - EP
Data di uscita24 maggio 2024
EtichettaNE Inc
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM70

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Testi

(Chance)
Always worried 'bout somethin', lil' bitch, hell nah, I ain't cuffin' you
These **** switchin' on the gang, and I promise we ain't doin' none with you
**** always hurt 'bout some lil' shit, why I never fuck with you
I ain't ever worried 'bout a ****
Brodie fuckin' with the crowd, ****
You ain't ever touching my amount, ****
Worrying 'bout someone, that's why I doubt ****
You ain't ever show no honesty
Promise that I see it now, ****
Why the hell I want you cryin' to me?
Like bae, I been tryna see
We ain't ever gettin' better, so I know God tryin' me
**** know my money dead up, but that's not what I'm tryna be
Swear I know these **** two-faced, but I'm used to them lyin' to me
Wishin' that a **** dead, bitch, you know I been dying to be
Always worried 'bout somethin', lil bitch, hell nah, I ain't cuffin' you
These **** switchin' on the gang, and I promise we ain't doin none with you
**** always hurt 'bout some lil' shit, why I never fuck with you
I got money comin' in, bandos
Ten toes, what I wanna do
Swear your friends **** do you dirt
But your family do you worse
Tryna die, **** know they hurt
Tried three times, shit ain't ever work
Can't remember the last time that I smiled, shit has been the worst
My mama been losin' her mind, know I'll go first
On these drugs, I cannot relax
And my bros, know they gettin' mad
'Cause they know a **** feel like trash
Like damn, ****, bust a bag
I'm gone, know I hit the dash
Fuck 'em blue lights, see them, flash
For all the shit I never had
Always worried 'bout somethin', lil' bitch, hell nah, I ain't cuffin' you
These **** switchin' on the gang, and I promise we ain't doin' none with you
**** always hurt 'bout some lil' shit, why I never fuck with you
I got money comin' in, bandos
Ten toes, what I wanna do
I wanna kill my self, know what I'm gonna do
I ain't ever need no help, what them drugs'll do
Say I need to find my self, ****, I'm done with you
Everyday by myself, holding a gun for you (Chance)
Written by: Jaden Anthony Listrani-Ayers
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