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#freejeff
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Hip-Hop/Rap
#freejeff è stato pubblicato il 20 luglio 2024 da Kozy Wrldwide come parte dell'album Love of Music
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Data di uscita20 luglio 2024
EtichettaKozy Wrldwide
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM62

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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cameron B Robertson
Cameron B Robertson
Songwriter

Testi

Totally different from what I'm talking about, listen ****
(listen) So you gone keep doing what you doing?
No! Hell nah! Keep doing that shi
Keep doing what bruh?
Keep telling me to get on my shi
I KNOW BRUH!
I made the beats, they didn't pay me (I made'em)
Oh, you want me to go kanye crazy (oh you you)
You say you ain't have the paper
Ain't no "I owe you," brother pay me (ain't no, ain't no)
No lean, i don't sip but I'm swaying (I'm swaying)
We only get geeked off of flaming (off of flaming)
Never chasing fame only paper (only paper)
No rush, We patient
I was in it, in it for the love of music (love of music)
I promise, We on, I'm never stoppin'
We gone, come on, woaaaah
Flinstones, expensive stones, oh my Lord (oh my Lord)
Glad that It happened (happened)
Probably would never be rapping (would never be)
I live for this shit, it's a passion
Tossing sevens my **** who crappin?
I'm bussin' that bih like an patek (Patek)
I'm bussin' yo treesh automatic (skrrrr)
When i'm in It she singing like (ohhhh)
Damn, the neighbors think she talented (thinking she talented)
For a week i was servin' (servin' )
Had the whole room smelling earthy (ya digg)
Had It gone by that Saturday (Saturday )
still went to church on that Sunday
A few thousand in euros
Deli keep the currency current
He so high he can't feel the lows
That's the liquidity burning
Jodeci come and talk to me (talk to me)
Pretty little vibe, she my PYT (PYT)
I give you loving a million ways
She wanna get parted, Red Sea
Told her it's different these days
R.I.P. to the old me
A lot you shorties be copy/paste
command C command V
I made the beats, they didn't pay me (yea)
Oh, you want me to go kanye crazy (you want me to go out, go out )
You say you ain't have the paper
Ain't no "I owe you," brother pay me
No lean, i don't sip but I'm swaying (go beddy bye)
We only get geeked off of flaming (this gas)
Never chasing fame only paper
No rush, We patient
I was in it, in it for the love of music (love of music)
I promise, We on, I'm never stoppin' (never stopping')
We gone, come on, woaaaah
Flinstones, expensive stones, oh my Lord (oh my Lord)
oh my Lord
Hell ya talkin' bout
I just be doing shi bruh, I just be doing
Written by: Cameron B Robertson
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