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cigs.
12
Hip-Hop/Rap
cigs. è stato pubblicato il 2 maggio 2025 da Cardinal Records come parte dell'album cigs. - Single
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Data di uscita2 maggio 2025
EtichettaCardinal Records
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM100

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kris Stasse
Kris Stasse
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kris Stasse
Kris Stasse
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
TWill Studio Productions
TWill Studio Productions
Producer

Testi

Tell me
You don't really know nothing about me
All your thoughts this loud when you lonely
Don't smoke them cigarettes round me (Don't smoke them cigarettes)
Next year
I don't think I even really wanna be here
Got a little loose change can I leave here
Need just enough for my bus fare
Oh, I need some new terrain (Oh)
We done seen so much that we adapt to pain (Oh)
Real ****, put it on my momma name (Oh)
Messages with God we keep a open chain
He on my side so if I fail it's only me to blame (Me, me)
Uh huh, uh huh, woah
Why it feel like all my enemies the closest? (Why)
Why it feel like when I'm knocking they don't notice? (Why)
Why it feel like a part of me is broken? (Broke, broke, broke)
And duct tape won't fix that (That, that, that)
Who's the man inside the mirror?
I don't even know him (I don't even know him)
All these skeletons inside my closet (Ooo)
Looking like a graveyard in here
Man fuck these neighbors (Why)
Been tryna keep me up for weeks
Telling me my music way too loud
No bitch you ain't gon' sleep on me
I'm tryna make it out this town (Out this town)
I just wanna be somebody, somebody, somebody
Yeah I need you to
Tell me
You don't really know nothing about me
All your thoughts this loud when you lonely
Don't smoke them cigarettes round me
Next year
I don't think I even really wanna be here
Got a little loose change can I leave here
Need just enough for my bus fare
Who are you to tell me?
Talking like you got it figured out
I just wanna, I just wanna
Wanna be free
Check under the doormat
That's where you'll find my key (Wanna be free)
Gone like the breeze
My head out the sunroof
Blessed, rain down on me (On me)
'Cause, what's the point of living life
If you stuck in the same spot
Desire burn like nicotine
Get me out this damn box
Tell me
You don't really know nothing about me
All your thoughts this loud when you lonely
Don't smoke them cigarettes round me (Yeah)
Next year
I don't think I even really wanna be here
Got a little loose change can I leave here
Need just enough for my bus fare (Till me, till me)
Tell me
You don't really know nothing about me
All your thoughts this loud when you lonely
Don't smoke them cigarettes round me (Yeah)
Next year
I don't think I even really wanna be here
Got a little loose change can I leave here
Need just enough for my bus fare (I don't need one)
Written by: Kris Stasse
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