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Killing Nothing
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Killing Nothing è stato pubblicato il 20 maggio 2022 da Real Bad Man Records come parte dell'album Killing Nothing
20 maggio 2022
EtichettaReal Bad Man Records
LinguaEnglish
BPM164
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia

Testi

[Verse 1]
Let me see that light
There they go right there
Old dawg in the black hoodie
Slow down, pull on my side
[Verse 2]
Gametime
Blockworks, 227
Where we at with it?
Let's get it
[Verse 3]
Always been the black sheep, grew up the oddball
Thuggin' on those backstreets until the day my God call
With Sean Paul, riding dirty up 85
Me and twin Charlies just a friendly game of dodgeball
I'm the one that killed your older brother
I'm the shot dawg
And if I didn't, I'm the one that sent **** to rob y'all
For the grits, and the shine, and the Top Dawg
I never dropped no **** name or made a cop call
I had to drop my nuts just to let 'em know I got balls
He dropped the ball, looking at me like it's my fault
Counting my pockets, want to know what's in my thought
I let em see too much
I don't know what the fuck I thought
Might have to whack him just in case a **** might talk
'Cause all these **** after I tax em, are just a write off
When we get into the money
Don't get your life lost
Tipped this bitch three hundred
And told her to take the night off
[Verse 4]
Sticks getting loaded, bullets getting wiped off
Make a right, slow down, cut the lights off
Pull over right here, leave the engine running
**** ain't letting nothing die
And they ain't killing nothing
Sticks getting loaded, bullets getting wiped off
Make a right, slow down, cut the lights off
I'm tired of ripping, don't make me click the button
**** ain't letting nothing die
And they ain't killing nothing
Killing nothing
Killing nothing
**** ain't letting nothing die
And they ain't killing nothing
[Verse 5]
There's so much I want to say, and so little time
Only so much I'm willing to pay, fundamental grind
Been had a plug since a youngin' with a brick of shine
Having these drugs with this gun is gonna be what gets me time
Live by the gun, die by the same fate
I never catch him with the money and the bag in the same place
Crelly got paroled and indicted on the same day
He went to trial with the Feds, put on his game face
Can't shake a bag with the peoples on your ass
Running up in grandma crib, trying to peep what's in your stash
[Verse 6]
Cheapest ticket on those slabs from my Ricans and my Rabs
Got these **** out in my city's streets policing with no badge
Can't trust a soul, got me reaching for my mans
Drugs on 76, PA big until it crash
Shoot it till it overheat, catch a fever when I crash
I ride with it in my lap, ain't gotta beat you to the stash
[Verse 7]
Sticks getting loaded, bullets getting wiped off
Make a right, slow down, cut the lights off
Pull over right here, leave the engine running
**** ain't letting nothing die, and they ain't killing nothing
Sticks getting loaded, bullets getting wiped off
Make a right, slow down, cut the lights off
I'm tired of ripping, don't make me click the button
**** ain't letting nothing die, and they ain't killing nothing
Killing nothing
Killing nothing
**** ain't letting nothing die, and they ain't killing nothing
Written by: Adam Weissman, James Clay Jones III
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