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Steadfast
Underground Rap
Utwór Steadfast został wydany 28 kwietnia 2025 przez GODBODY jako część albumu Vicuña Wool - EP
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Data wydania28 kwietnia 2025
WytwórniaGODBODY
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM155

Teledysk

Teledysk

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Solo Jaxon
Solo Jaxon
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Jackson
David Jackson
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Joey Hamhock
Joey Hamhock
Producer
Mason "Forrestt" Allen
Mason "Forrestt" Allen
Mixing Engineer
Lucas Quinn
Lucas Quinn
Co-Producer
C. Mayeson
C. Mayeson
Co-Producer

Tekst Utworu

Ain't nobody in my way uh
Ain't nobody in my way
Sleep talk is on the way
Look
Let the fans scream from the bleachers
Put on for my city, I did it for the dreamers
**** know the name and show respect when they greet them
The women form a genuine obsession when they meet them
Climbing out of poverty, risking freedom
Is trying to play Monopoly when we ain't have all the pieces
How you get to Heaven when you sharing beds with the reaper
**** think you drowning so they tell the world all your secrets
Keep it
I'm never going down, he a shiner
Cozy with the flow, treat beats like a recliner
Holes in my South Pole coat, now it's designer
They thought it was over, it's up to me to remind them
Two middle fingers to your honor
Twelve tried to gun me at the scene front my momma
Three piece, Prada suit, sure to make her knees weak
I can come in peace or make you bleed from your collar, ****
Look, listen
You ever seen God in a bad dream, ****? Me neither
Nine on my side, call me the peacekeeper
Fire high, light up on a beat, he ether
Sharks see food funny, I don't see people, look
Deep in a G63, we needle
Sharpshooters on the roof, help me defeat evil
Rare form, kick the door, guns blazing
Fair warning, head trigger, make a **** jump out his Air Jordans
You see he a prodigy, how he mob deep
Opps stressed out, been trying to find ways to stop me
Shot water, Brooke and Robin, they couldn't block me
In the twelfth round and you still'll never knock me
Give her back shots till she knock kneed
Ran laps round these dweebs, I ain't reach top speed
They blind, I'm more blinding
How you gon' compete with me when I dream in Mach 3?
I'm godly, GODBODY, off the coast, so you won't find me
Made it out my city, I promise, I wasn't trying
I never sold my soul, just the products of my environment
Caught the type of stride that made them think I was flying in
I was well, 'fore I was well off
Used to be, live on your knees or die in a standoff
And usually I keep something meaner to knock your chest off
But truthfully, peace is something new to me
Lying if I said I ain't like it, 'cause it's growing on me beautifully
Still where the shooters be
I swear to God it's too easy, yeah
Ain't nobody in my way, I swear to God
Written by: David Jackson
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