Video musicale

Video musicale

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Marlowe
Marlowe
Performer
L'Orange
L'Orange
Performer
Solemn Brigham
Solemn Brigham
Performer
Austin Hartsook
Austin Hartsook
Sampler
Sandy Brigham
Sandy Brigham
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Austin Hartsook
Austin Hartsook
Songwriter
Sandy Brigham
Sandy Brigham
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
L'Orange
L'Orange
Producer

Testi

Yeah, flashback to the ill, never liked my appeal
Stick to the drill, kick your stone uphill
I'll sleep when I feel, write it down in my...
Quarter past twelve, still not phased
Quarter make cash, straight octane
From the old ways, learned some new things
Gotta give thanks for the scrapes off the loose change
Just to dig crates for the breaks, tryna move things
Something we can lace and not get yanked by the shoestrings
Should've been more patient, bit the plate, got a loose fang
Still they know I'm capable, mistakes, might've made a few
That's way before the mood change
Life on pediment, there's no tellin' it
Made through my revenant, gave to my brethren
Father dropped hella jewels, said that I look better rich
And now I got that fever pitch, in room, I'm the elephant
You can read my palms for the evidence
All my days are long, countin' scars like a veteran
Up until the dawn, from the dawn and I'm settlin'
Barred in the residence, bars for the medicine
Far from the elements, not the one to meddle with
Don't know what my era is, even on the edge, I never slip
And I stay up on the shift, put some etches on the checklist
Bacon for the breakfast, prayin' for the restless
You come with me
Okay, okay, I come with you
Yeah
It ain't far
Quarter past eight, still got my head on straight
Because my walls don't talk and my alarm don't shake
I evolved in the dark, turned my home to a base
Kept the pall in my palm, watched it all fall in place
When it all falls apart, I keep it movin' like a freight
Got no problem stayin' 'wake, I got so much left at stake
I just got up from the rubble, never crumble underway
I just beat another struggle, put that supper on her plate
Nothin' could unread the eyes, tried to hide, but the shine
You made it just in time, I been puttin' overtime
At night I come alive, nothin' you could undermine
Need you to pick a side, got that from my mother's side
Catch me stayin' up at night, never flip that open sign
Never pick another sky, this the way I hold ties
Always chasin' old highs, catch me in that coal mine
Day be sleep with both eyes, but I never close mine, yeah
And you can read my palms for the evidence
All my days are long, countin' scars like a veteran
Up until the dawn, from the dawn and I'm settlin'
Barred in the residence, bars for the medicine
Far from the elements, not the one to meddle with
Don't know what my era is, even on the edge, I never slip
And I stay up on the shift, put some etches on the checklist
Bacon for the breakfast, prayin' for the restless
Need to redirect it
Or find a new directive, yeah
It ain't in the objective, don't object to shit
I want you to meet a new guy what's gonna be with us
This is, uh
There's no runaways here, man, why don't you run away?
Can— Can I— Can I
Written by: Austin Hartsook, Sandy Brigham
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