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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kordhell
Kordhell
Programming
Scarlxrd
Scarlxrd
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Scarlxrd
Scarlxrd
Composer
Marius Listhrop
Marius Listhrop
Songwriter
Mick Kenney
Mick Kenney
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kordhell
Kordhell
Producer

Tekst Utworu

Tell me that you miss me That you're fucking proud and you're glad I ain't six feet Double up the crowd, I'm allowed with my mystery You should turn the sound real loud so you feel me Pussy you's clown, down bad not prestige Foul on the whiskey, life that they wish me, house cost the P Been a loud mouth no doubt since 16 Run around now only flowers that they give me I don't need the masses Lately I've been feeling just fine with my senses I can't never really take five, I'm too restless Seeing all the fuckery just fine, I hope they meant it Beef with me expensive Tripping on the same old shit, you'd think they'd learned their lesson Scarlxrd been the catalyst, that's why they're asking questions Found out where my passion is, its locked in my aggression Moving like pacifist until I split your head bitch Ain't no fucking rest for the wicked (no rest for a bad motherfucker, no) Ain't no fucking rest for the wicked (no rest for a bad motherfucker, no) Ain't no fucking rest for the wicked (no rest for a bad motherfucker, no) Ain't no fucking rest for the -, ah, yeah Started from the bottom In my old apartment, bathroom roof was always rotten Had to go in harder now, I'll never be forgotten Sometimes shit gets hard but that's just life, I know I got this Pussy stays fucked in Do that shit to cope it, ain't no joke, these Rockstar problems In my zone I cannot fold, I'm hungry never starving Lost control and let it go, I'm crazy when I'm bossing Who you know don't give no fucks, I'm always down to start shit Why would they test? Scar be on madness tatts on his neck These niggas trash down bad, ain't flex Done with the sadness, I'm here for your head Going in loud, can't hear what I said, uh All of y'all dead, uh I don't want next up, I'm just ascending, argh All of y'all dead, uh I don't want next up, I'm just ascending, argh Ain't no fucking rest for the wicked (no rest for a bad motherfucker, no) Ain't no fucking rest for the wicked (no rest for a bad motherfucker, no) Ain't no fucking rest for the wicked (no rest for a bad motherfucker, no) Ain't no fucking rest for the -, ah, yeah (Oh, la-la, yeah) (Oh, la-la, yeah) (Oh, la-la, yeah) (Oh, la-la, ooh, la, la) (Oh, la-la, yeah) (Oh, la-la, yeah) (Oh, la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la) Ain't no fucking rest for the wicked (no rest for a bad motherfucker, no) Ain't no fucking rest for the wicked (no rest for a bad motherfucker, no) Ain't no fucking rest for the wicked (no rest for a bad motherfucker, no) Ain't no fucking rest for the wicked (no rest for a bad motherfucker, no)
Writer(s): Michael Kenney, Marius Listhrop Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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