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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nathan Elliott
Songwriter
Marcos "SLothy" Zambrana
Songwriter
歌詞
Mowin I'm mowin the grass
Snakes in my vison I never come last
Try to escape
Me they wont rate
Just like Lebron I'm so good when I pass
Got the baton so I'm running right now
Been a couple hundred miles couldn't figure out how
If you act real fake that's the keys to be great
Not real bout as real as the reason for mask
But I'm up right now
I'm the referee I call the shots rights now
Cap in there rhymes and they pop somehow
Steal my shit
And you bite my style
I think you my kid cos I raised you now
Thought I would quit but I doubled down
Broski going dumb make the homies proud
Introverted kid but can be real loud
I move my own way cant trust them clowns
And I laugh my way to the bank
You the toy to my story like my name Tom Hanks
Want a feature from me and I say no thanks
I'm an 06 movie like I'm Jason stathe
I'm a real big stepper don't cross this way
I came from the gutter and them rainy days
Now I look around and see the whole team paid
No mountain to high
Guess I'm Marvin Gaye
Momma raised a star and she knew it from the get go
Started writing bars just to get it of my mental
Lanky tall dude from down under
You know when you see me I'm that kid there's no wonder
Lemme know you with me
If you ring me come a hunter
Got the Gigi wit me its so sticky like Madonna
They sleep on me
Like a long ass nap
Really know how to rap
Never came from the trap
Still I beat like this
And I shoot like that
No brothers killing brothers
That's a well known fact
Been here for a minute
You can check my stat
Talking on my name
Talk on nothin but the pity
Its so silly
I can see them coming
They aint got disguise
Been running with the wolves
Bro you really not that guy
Couple thousand on the deck
Just to cover up the crime
Its some whole gang shit
Cos we tell no lie
If you wanna make it
Gotta pay the price
Fuck them girls
You can cop that ice
If you want my advice
Keep your circle tight
The more people in it more drama flies
Distraction on the rise like the ocean tide
We only do drugs cos we got our vice
Talk that shit
Energy when we fight
Said I wouldn't make it
But i rolled the dice yuh
Aye
Been a minute
Been here for a whole minute
Jordan's on my feet
And my fist balled up
Not a likeable kid
but could give no fucks
You a polished shit
Like a lambo truck
Ima c8 vette go vroom when i bust
You a folded hand
Ima royal flush
I treat my pen like an art paint brush
When I make my art
It sets me apart
I can take it from the start
Got a danm black heart
I slip your trail like I'm Mario kart
Open book you can read my flaws
Don't knock on doors
No we kick them down
With a real big smile
Cos we made it now
Written by: Marcos "SLothy" Zambrana, Nathan Elliott