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Regime
1662
Hip-Hop/Rap
Regime è stato pubblicato il 27 giugno 2024 da Missionary Max come parte dell'album Missionary's Chapter
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Data di uscita27 giugno 2024
EtichettaMissionary Max
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM71

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Missionary Max
Missionary Max
Performer
Willy Lowe
Willy Lowe
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Max Stireman
Max Stireman
Composer
Jesse Johnson
Jesse Johnson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Max Stireman
Max Stireman
Producer

Testi

Look at me world, i'm not sad, i'm not depresssed no mo
My fingers furled i'm not crying from the stress no mo
I hide my cries and my pleas in the underscores
Under floorboards knew before I bore this heart sore
Whatchu know about wanting to hurt yourself more and more
Everyday til you can't take it?
I can't fake it
I tried my best to keep a smile
I try my best to be someone you look up to
Instead i'm hosing my problems down with a gin and tonic
Feels like i'm drowning myself, my troubles i'm inhaling
It knocked the wind out my sails making me think i'm failing
Once you take that first step then it's smooth sailing
I can't act like i been here before but I know what i gotta do
Ion know you no more
I'm not certain who my homies is, I lost count
3s all I need Alice way that's the hometown
We're brown for petesake my knees ache can you stick around?
I had purpose before you had an opinion
I hope that death is sacred under those pavilions
Resiliency will help a young **** in this industry
I don't wanna end my life but what makes me hate living
I hate wishing what i'm spittin for
Giving up or not trying what's the difference
Only difference is wondering what you're waiting for
I'm waiting for my flowers to bloom
And I know it's coming soon
Put my mind to my pen and I know we gonna win
Break the brioche with my team I'm just waiting on the green
Might not buy me love but the money set me free
I been bent out of shape but never broke
Remember thanksgiving '08 when we were broke
Had to let it all out for my soul I couldn't cope
Therapy it ain't for me so I'm taking this approach
Some deal with it escaping with a roach
Set your mind free with some green but leave it scorched
I hate crying when it's dark outside
Had me balling my fists when when I look to the sky
You see the stars in my eyes sometimes
See my defeats in my sleep when I dream
I'm just tryna make it back to the east
Start a regime with my dawg GT
Written by: Jesse Johnson, Max Stireman
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