Message - No Savage：歌詞、ミュージックビデオ、コンサート

Message

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Messageは、アルバム『{albumName}』の一部として2024年7月19日にGlizzy Gang / 300 EntによりリリースされましたMessage - Single

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アルバムMessage - Single

リリース日2024年7月19日

レーベルGlizzy Gang / 300 Ent

言語English

メロディック度

アコースティック度

ヴァランス

ダンサビリティ

エネルギー

BPM114

概要

歌詞

ミュージックビデオ

ミュージックビデオ

クレジット

PERFORMING ARTISTS

No Savage

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Songwriter

Kevin D. Armstrong

Kevin D. Armstrong

Songwriter

Noah Settles

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Tane

Mastering Engineer

Juux2

Producer

snairjordan

Producer

jourdan ginyard

jourdan ginyard

Mixing Engineer

歌詞

[Intro]

(Snair Jordan)

[Instrumental]

(Turn me up, Juu)

[Instrumental]

Uh

[Chorus]

Wop, uh, **** throw dirt on my name, let 'em know I'm a man

I been runnin' the streets, but they know that I still got my gun in my hand

**** play, I'ma spray him

If I tell her the truth, she would not understand

If I tell her the truth, then she might take the stand

Gotta know it ain't wrote, this shit can't be a plan

And the bitch was the reason that bro in the can

Bought the coke, I got junkies that test it

I ain't totin' the Drac' 'less the young **** tell it

If you steppin' for me, ****, go send a message

You ain't got enough drop, get the bake, ****, stretch 'em

He a daily customer, he can get extra

And I really send hits, I don't get into threatenin'

FN shootin' blocks, ****, let's play Tetris

Bitch eatin' so much, take the dick and digest it

[Verse 1]

Really fuck ****' bitches, but not even flexin'

Let 'em speak on my past, 'cause I'm better

I can handle my business and stand on my cheddar

She was never my bitch, she did not get a necklace

That bitch fakin' her babies, tryna dig in my treasure

I'm not crazy, but might shoot a bitch what I tell 'em

And it's crazy, whatever I get, I can sell it

And I sip out the pint, this shit not even measured

And to play with my cash, you gon' die if you ever

Ain't no lowerin' the price, bet your plug, I could beat him

I could go halfway on this shit, I could meet it

**** try to get off, but that Drac' the procedure

Caught a 7.62 and his ass had a seizure

I ain't droppin' shit yet, but I give 'em a teaser

Take a bitch on a date, she be good if I treat her

Got a ****, she don't even think she gon' leave him

She be stayin' with me when her **** mistreat her

I be helpin' my fam, I don't care where my sack at

Ain't takin' my shit, **** better not try that

Those pills look pressed, **** better not buy that

Try sell me that shit and get put where the sky at

Damn near dead, but I just can't progress

Losin' people that's close to me why I be stressed

**** countin' me out when I'm helpin' the set

I don't got no help, only help is the MAC

It's good to be here, this shit feel like a miracle

Hit after hit and I do this shit lyrical

Told him it's drink and I sold him some Theraflu

Told him it's pack and finessed him with bird food

Play with this shit, send them youngins to swerve through

I don't know why you keep talkin', I heard you

Junkie was beggin', bro, I ain't tryna serve you

He had a new plug, when he hit it, it curled him

Foe geekin' now, he got a young **** nervous

Fucked up from this shit, that shit hurtin' his nerves

Yeah, he street, but he still went to church for the word

Seen somebody die, seen all white birds

He ain't never gon' come out again on the first

Shit real, shit can't just be put in no verse

I don't never be sweet 'cause I think 'bout the worst

I thought shit was a joke 'til I carried a hearse

[Chorus]

Wop, uh, **** throw dirt on my name, let 'em know I'm a man

I been runnin' the streets, but they know that I still got my gun in my hand

**** play, I'ma spray him

If I tell her the truth, she would not understand

If I tell her the truth, then she might take the stand

Gotta know it ain't wrote, this shit can't be a plan

And the bitch was the reason that bro in the can

Bought the coke, I got junkies that test it

I ain't totin' the Drac' 'less the young **** tell it

If you steppin' for me, ****, go send a message

You ain't got enough drop, get the bake, ****, stretch 'em

He a daily customer, he can get extra

And I really send hits, I don't get into threatenin'

FN shootin' blocks, ****, let's play Tetris

Bitch eatin' so much, take the dick and digest it

Written by: Julius Wright, Kevin D. Armstrong, Noah Settles

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