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ADHD
4
Hip-Hop/Rap
Utwór ADHD został wydany 15 sierpnia 2025 przez Summer's End Society jako część albumu ADHD - Single
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Data wydania15 sierpnia 2025
WytwórniaSummer's End Society
LanguageEnglish
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM71

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nathan Amey
Nathan Amey
Rap
Jacques Dupel
Jacques Dupel
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nathan Amey
Nathan Amey
Songwriter
Jacques Dupel
Jacques Dupel
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
N98
N98
Producer

Tekst Utworu

ADHD
ADHD
ADHD
ADHD
ADHD
ADHD
ADHD
Catch me moving like I got no sense of Urgency
But wait it didn't occur to me
They probably never heard of me
Got a voice mail, they deserting me
Take a Look around. no emergency
I'm stuck in my head, stacking currency
Wonder what the people, see externally
Feeling stuck at the bottom, like a leaf in the middle of autumn
Got the game on my back, i aint fallin
I put ice on my neck what's the problem
Dripping ADHD like a sediment
Thoughts in my brain, i'm out of my element
Fell from the clouds, they told me I'm heaven sent
Fuck it, i feel like a pastor, a reverend
Crossing my i's
And dotting my t's
Pardon me please
Got ADHD
Crossing my i's
And dotting my t's
Pardon me please
Got ADHD
Crossing my i's
And dotting my t's
Pardon me please
Got ADHD
Crossing my i's
And dotting my t's
Pardon me please
Got ADHD
GOAT DNA
That MTL to YGK
We OCD on a DAW
Till CADs buy DAs bruh
LSD with a DSL
That THC and PH bruh
Fuckin the scene like ZZ vids
D98 on seal team 6
Plunge with the heat in the h2o
From em H O E's for that A 2 4
Slanging MP4s she a premiere pro
Y'all with the peameal bro
Get your ACL in a MRI
Thru 2046 like Wong Kar Wai
Left VFS with that MDD
Now im a baker, on DMD
I pop out they run, no DMC
No RNC, No DNC
Still they politicking, make em JFK
They on RFK I'm AFK
Okay, okay,
my RNA is a god send
Like KJV we on KGB
Bumping TDE in a mom van
Crossing my i's
And dotting my t's
Pardon me please
Got ADHD
Crossing my i's
And dotting my t's
Pardon me please
Got ADHD
Crossing my i's
And dotting my t's
Pardon me please
Got ADHD
Crossing my i's
And dotting my t's
Pardon me please
Got ADHD
They Cut me open, beat my heart till it bled
I aint done with this shit, now it's watch what you said
Wheres my meds, tainted goals
Hanging on by a thread
In a sack under fed
probably lost and saw red
I done lost my appetite
All these lame ass rappers only caring if the pussy tight
We do this for the passion, not for money
Ain't no sleep tonight, music from the soul
Pushing tunnels, in the search for light
We Dont want no grapes, im only drinking dirty wine & sprite
Bitch you think id fake this?
Drag my name, through the dirt
Just to get a payment, introverted statement
Hiding in the shadows
Locked my soul up in the basement
don't give a fuck if im nameless, 98 the greatest
A Lot of people left me for dead, i stay runnin this shit
Now it's off with they head, feed em bread
Wasted souls, probably something they'll regret
In the cold with no lead, probably something they'll forget
If it's too late, then why you still reading this
The media, keep feeding us
The truth is misleading us
We fighting for freedom
Got The government spoon feeding us.
I do this for the homeless
All these hoes is just a bonus
Fuck your homies, fuck your potus
Fuck your fronting, fuck your pride
Bare heads claiming lion mane
But that Leo ain't on their sided
Cause that G O D is with S E S
He was born on August 9th
If it's too late then tell me
Why I'm on your mind, ay
Why your shows ain't mine, ay
Why your hoes hate mine, ay
Why you ain't get bookings up
In the city you say you guide
Really I say you lied, man
Make a post just to hide, man, on crew
It's about levels my dude
Stairway to heaven between me and you
Half your age and im nerfed from the boof
And I still outperform a millennial goof, that's real
Y'all at my show in your feels
I get a bag and I peel, and you squeal
Talking bout over saturation
You got 40 year under maturation
You get a buzz and you masturbating
Yeah you got a buzz and you had to waste it
I get em talking and spotlight my friends
Cause if they make it, we all do in the end
I got family to defend
You got a image you keep to pretend
You rapping for something, ain't standing for shit
Stood on my morals I'm 10 foot 6
Stood on my morals I'm 10 foot six
Shuttle a mortal thru rap river Styx
Written by: Jacques Dupel, Nathan Amey
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