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Poe
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Utwór Poe został wydany 14 września 2024 przez 7497669 Records DK2 jako część albumu Poe - Single
14 września 2024
Wytwórnia7497669 Records DK2
JęzykEnglish
BPM64
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia

Teledysk

Teledysk

Tekst Utworu

(I can't believe you did this, Mark)
Yop, yop (ayo, Nashy, you go crazy)
Heart been cold ever since you left, can't fix that with no weed (no weed)
I've been out here fuckin' around with bitches I know ain't good for me (ain't good for shit)
I wanna thank God for all of my brothas' that stood inna' mud with me (thank God)
I wanna thank God for MK, she ain't never stop lovin' me (thank God)
Always tried to keep us together, we fucked up 'cause of me ('cause of me)
You was the one that held me up, done fell down 'cause of me ('cause of me)
I been pourin' lines to hide from my problems, that shit don't work no mo' (no mo')
I been wastin' time, driftin' off that drink, ****, I ain't gon' pour no mo' (no mo')
Real poetic, ****, I hop on the beat like Edgar Allan Poe (like Poe)
Part of the Panther Party, I walk outside with a real-real nappy fro
You already know, I don't even play with ****
I'll leave you with a tag on yo' toe
See, I'm a impatient ****, I need that bag right now
I can't wait no mo' (no mo')
Turned up off that drink, I need a blunt, swear I can face one mo' (one mo')
Know my pockets stank, this dirty money (eugh), ****, it smell like dope
High as fuck off that love drug, feel like I can float
I don't really get up in my feelings, I don't know how to cope
I don't really be up in no beef, but you know I tote (I tote)
****, get to playin' with my brothas', he gon' adios
I put that shit up on my mother, I don't lie on folks (I don't)
Feelin' like I can walk on water, ****, fuck a float
Always been a super solid ****, like I'm Lil' Boat (Lil' Boat)
Bitch, that mean I'm concrete as hell, mo' sturdy than a jail (yeah)
****, you couldn't beat me for bail, zero stats like Tony Snell (damn)
Area code on 219, yeah, that's Gary Indian
**** know I'm slimy as a snail
(Huh, slimy as a snail)
See, I been livin' uppity as hell, I been tryin' to change the scales
Tryna hear my name in way more rooms, that bitch gon' be ringin' bills
Masked up like I'm MF Doom and he was ugly as hell
Tryna have my crib like King Tuts tomb, now that's a real rich man
My head so big, you can't ruin my mood, so cocky, I gotta smell
Been counting this bread, My hands real dry, yeah
Counting this bread, but my heart on ice, huh
Heart been cold ever since you left, can't fix that with no weed
I've been out here fuckin' around with bitches I know ain't good for me
I wanna thank God for all of my brothas' that stood inna' mud with me (thank God)
I wanna thank God for MK, she ain't never stop lovin' me (thank God)
Always tried to keep us together, we fucked up 'cause of me ('cause of me)
You was the one that held me up, done fell down 'cause of me ('cause of me)
I been pourin' lines to hide from my problems, that shit don't work no mo' (no mo')
I been wastin' time, driftin' off that drink, ****, I ain't gon' pour no mo' (no mo')
Real poetic, ****, I hop on the beat like Edgar Allan Poe (like Poe)
Part of the Panther Party, I walk outside with a real-real nappy fro
You already know, I don't even play with ****
I'll leave you with a tag on yo' toe
See, I'ma impatient ****, I need that bag right now
I can't wait no mo' (no mo')
Written by: Calipe Jones
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