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God Complex
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Hip-Hop/Rap
God Complex foi lançado em 4 de setembro de 2023 por 516 District como parte do álbum God Complex - Single
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Data de lançamento4 de setembro de 2023
Editora516 District
LanguageEnglish
Melodicidade
Acústica
Valência
Dançabilidade
Energia
BPM155

Créditos

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andre Hickland
Andre Hickland
Songwriter
William Roberts
William Roberts
Songwriter
Patrick Houston
Patrick Houston
Songwriter
Noah Zamora
Noah Zamora
Songwriter

Letra

Ugh
Told 'em this the last year **** playing with me 
Told them **** last year that they ain't weighing with me 
Left 'em in the past yeah them **** swaying iffy
I don't think they really want it, nah I couldn't take 'em with me 
Why they in disguise tryna build a case against me 
Bitch I be outside, shit they coulda came to get me 
**** ain't on time, that's in spite of all the envy
I got something in the tuck for ya'll that tried to bet against me
Sticky-uh wait- situation getting sticky
Plot getting thicker than my bitch, she want a Bentley
Opps looking sicker than a bitch, but won't address me
Yeah my trigger finger itching hoe that bitch might need caressin'  
Time's up, ya time's up let's cut the tension
I get 'em lined up, them boys don't ever learn they lesson
**** this is God's work, I travel through dimensions
****, get ya grind up, eyes up let's pay attention
Better play your parts
Advise you **** not to test me best you play it smart
I got a chopper in the car, and that hoe state of art
No politicking, got AR's for ya'll A&R's
That pressure turned me to a star, now I got 'em starstruck
Seen ya'll **** set the bar, I had to set the bar up
Way my stock just went to Mars, **** peep the mark up
All them he won't make it far's turned me to a- turned me, turned me to a monster
You talking to a fucking God ****
You talking to a fucking God ****
This ain't no facade ****
Better recognize
You talking to a fucking God ****
You talking to a fucking God ****
You boys gon learn to put respect on my name
Them boys gon learn, they keep on testing my aim
I been perfecting my range
Caught scoliosis off the heft of my chain
That Homer glimmer, touch of glitter to the rest of my frame
Sat on my throne and watch the rest of 'em kneel
I need no less than a mill
These **** necks is where I'm resting my heel
They act like my resolve ain't tethered to steel
Like I won't burn through a seal
Like I can't bend this universe to my fucking will
I'm charged up, had to go and knock it out the park huh
I park up, flawless VV's dripping off the charm huh
I charm her, by way of taking top from off the car huh
The karma'll come by way of pressure turning me into a star
Till I got em starstruck
I seen where they set the bar, I had to set the bar up
And my stock just went to Mars, **** peep the mark up
All them he won't make it far's turned me to a- turned me to a monster
You talking to a fucking God ****
You talking to a fucking God ****
This ain't no facade ****
Better recognize
You talking to a fucking God ****
You talking to a fucking God ****
Come back to earth
Written by: Andre Hickland, Noah Zamora, Patrick Houston, William Roberts
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