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Pablo
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Pablo은(는) {albumName} 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 2019년 3월 15일일에 GRM Daily Records에서 발매되었습니다.Still Working
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발매일2019년 3월 15일
라벨GRM Daily Records
LanguageEnglish
멜로디에 강한 음악
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발랑스
춤추기 좋은 음악
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BPM62

크레딧

실연 아티스트
slim
slim
보컬
1stBornMusic
1stBornMusic
프로그래밍
작곡 및 작사
Jordan Williams
Jordan Williams
작사가 겸 작곡가
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
1stBornMusic
1stBornMusic
믹싱 엔지니어

가사

[Verse 1]
Step in the bando, feelin' like Pablo
With nothin' but bricks in sight (Let's work)
From scales, pots and bowls
I'ma see a mil' off the kitchen side
'Cause I feel like Meech when I'm up all night
Just me countin' paper
That's no convo for informers
And a load of corn for the haters
Step in the bando, feelin' like Pablo
With nothin' but bricks in sight (Let's work)
From scales, pots and bowls
I'ma see a mil' off the kitchen side
'Cause I feel like Meech when I'm up all night
Just me countin' paper
That's no convo for informers
And a load of corn for the haters
[Verse 2]
I feel like Pablo, step in a bando
And let me change your life
I don't change on ****, I remix dinners
Turn on and change the price
I got fed up of broken dreams
I stepped out and I made shit real
You ever done you the maths like this, yeah?
This phone's gonna make me a mil'
And bro got IPP and 8 years gone
Still tryna appeal
And Jas got nicked with a wap
'Bout 5 years gone, he's still on violence
And me, I feel at home when at the stove, just me and the pirates
And when I get nicked, only question is how the feds gonna deal with silence?
I feel like Meech when I break down bricks, but money ain't new to me
I used to hit fiends, 2 shots on each
And I used to give 2 for free
Now I count up racks till my fingers hurt
And I get brain stupidly
'Cause it was me and 0, I never needed a home
All I need is a stupid fiend
I flew north for a new machine
Then I few 'Dam just to check the plug
When I drive by, I don't wave at ****
When I was low I didn't get no hugs
Now my jewelry set costs 50 bags
They wanna be friends and stuff
Gotti's itchin' to test this pump
Whole town itchin' to test this stuff
[Verse 3]
Step in the bando, feelin' like Pablo
With nothin' but bricks in sight (Let's work)
From scales, pots and bowls
I'ma see a mil' off the kitchen side
'Cause I feel like Meech when I'm up all night
Just me countin' paper
That's no convo for informers
And a load of corn for the haters
Step in the bando, feelin' like Pablo
With nothin' but bricks in sight (Let's work)
From scales, pots and bowls
I'ma see a mil' off the kitchen side
'Cause I feel like Meech when I'm up all night
Just me countin' paper
That's no convo for informers
And a load of corn for the haters
[Verse 4]
I feel like Columbus takin' trips
How many times did I take me a risk?
I spent last year servin' fiends
This year the phone's doin' 30 keys
I used to need advice, now I see them guys
And I swear they just talk too much
I put forks in grub, in the trap we trust
'Cause I ain't gettin' paid off love
And I feel like Slim when I break down the bricks
First time brought a tear to my eye
I lost years inside, didn't see them guys
Now everybody's feelin' the kid
I can't whip no o, I put bricks on stoves
And make sure the whole team eats
'Cause it was me on the most, 2 bricks of both
Hopin' nobody notice me
I went to the grime when shit got hard
Never went home just to make a change
I keep it real, bro keeps it still
And my left wrist stays 18k
And the cutest thots and I've Gucci drops
And pullin' on Cuban chains
But to tell you the truth, only a good day in O's gonna make my day
[Verse 5]
Step in the bando, feelin' like Pablo
With nothin' but bricks in sight (Let's work)
From scales, pots and bowls
I'ma see a mil' off the kitchen side
'Cause I feel like Meech when I'm up all night
Just me countin' paper
That's no convo for informers
And a load of corn for the haters
Step in the bando, feelin' like Pablo
With nothin' but bricks in sight (Let's work)
From scales, pots and bowls
I'ma see a mil' off the kitchen side
'Cause I feel like Meech when I'm up all night
Just me countin' paper
That's no convo for informers
And a load of corn for the haters
Written by: Jordan Williams
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