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Issues
Hip-Hop/Rap
Issues foi lançado em 14 de junho de 2019 por Lost Balloon Entertainment como parte do álbum VII
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ÁlbumVII
Data de lançamento14 de junho de 2019
SeloLost Balloon Entertainment
LanguageEnglish
Melodicidade
Acusticidade
Valence
Dançabilidade
Energia
BPM104

Créditos

COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Matthew Locklear
Matthew Locklear
Composição
Stephon Colbert
Stephon Colbert
Composição

Letra

Rocket science, I tried marriage like heavy **** tried diets
I ain't afraid of the way you comin', I invite it
Maybe I'll find love through Kam & Zak's weddings when they find them the ones that they really wanna spend they life with
Fight with, priceless. You lost the union for the night shift?
Damn, looking stupid but you like it
High as fuck typing out a text saying
I'd still smash though, I'd still smash though
She got some trauma from her past she ain't conquered
But we all got shadows
We all got shadows, we all got shadows
We all got shadows, we all got shadows & mine telling me
How could I judge you, I'm looney myself
Same seven digits if you need my help
How could I judge you, I'm looney myself
You need my help
Toxic, toxic, toxic, yes, I know I got it
Once you step beside it, then the sex ignited
Have your friends & family all upset & crying
**** in your DM, pray they next try it
It's respect, no lying. No objectifying
Sometimes I think I'm too honest
I'm expressive with all my creations but when I'm around you, I'm usually silent
I'd still smash though, I'd still smash though
She got some trauma from her past she ain't conquered
But we all got shadows
We all got shadows, we all got shadows
We all got shadows, we all got shadows & mine telling me
How could I judge you, I'm looney myself
Same seven digits if you need my help
How could I judge you, I'm looney myself
You need my help
Damn, what's wrong with me? I leave emotions on Maxx, Bam & Otis beats
Heart froze over but I can't let go of these memories of a fam or so to speak
I pray my soul to keep, I need a blunt lit
I need a substance, I need some hoes that don't front for the public
I need some golds in my fronts, I'm like fuck it
I'll head down to Houston, my homegirl will buss it
I think she struggling but how could I judge you, I'm broke myself
Child support got me like "No, my wealth"
How could I judge you, I'm broke myself
Oh, my wealth
Written by: Matthew Locklear, Stephon Colbert
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