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Fair & Square

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Трек «Fair & Square» вышел в 24 октября 2021 г. г. на альбоме « » (лейбл «2874552 Records DK»)Nothing 2 Something - EP

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АльбомNothing 2 Something - EP

Дата релиза24 октября 2021 г.

Лейбл2874552 Records DK

Мелодичность

Акустичность

Валанс

Танцевальность

Энергия

BPM79

ОБЗОР

СЛОВА

Создатели

МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА

Hamran Tariq Chaudry

Hamran Tariq Chaudry

Автор песен

ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ

Prod AG

Продюсер

Hamran Tariq

Продюсер

Слова

Yeah

I got no shame in coming last

I keep running from my past

I keep saving songs in my rough draft

High up in my space craft

She done magic on me

She learned witch craft

If I done murder

You know It be my last

When i get my chance

You know i grab it fast

Sick of feeling

Like I'm an outcast

Now I do front rolls

I got pressure weighing on my soul

Ask anyone

I go ghost when I be in my zone

Aim a bullet through the hole

They be running from their own

Gang got no love

How you call them your own

I call once I call twice

If they don't pick up

I be on my own

Sippin on sprite

Turn my wrongs to rights

Should I go left or right

Seen what I seen

Pulled up on the big screen

Won fair and square

They try to put on scene

Bounce back

Holes in my jeans

I get fucked up

Till I bleed and i bleed

Shit don't change overnight

On this rap shit since a teen

Rejection

I don't ghost write

Outfit on point

Everything off white

See me coming through the night light

You know I live my life right

I get hate

I gotta hang tight

Me and my gang

They know how to fight

Gotta start somewhere

So we start tonight

They aim a bullet

My world turns upright

My world mixture of black and white

We're all equal no matter black or white

I get no love from my loved ones

The pressure on my souls weighs a tone

Everyday I outrun

Working so hard

I hit a home run

I got two lives

One for you

One is mine

Rich kids they kill the vibe

When I come through

You better hide

Gotta kill my pride

To survive

Slide

I don't slide

Washed up paint on the ocean tide

Now they wanna ride

I got regrets

I done a lotta bad things

I ain't worth trusting

I keep coming back to my worst sins

Direct flights no transit

Lost all my senses

But I got a tight grip

Spending money on my side chick

Don't get me wrong

She a 8

It's never

Or it's late

I keep trusting god

With my fate

I know he been working to this date

I got no love

I been badly hurt

Took the damage

Came from the dirt

I love me and I love my birds

Keep stabbing me with a smirk

Blood stains on my their shirt

Pressure on me gotta exert

Yeah

I got no shame in coming last

I keep running from my past

I keep saving songs in my rough draft

High up in my space craft

She done magic on me

She learned witch craft

If I done murder

You know It be my last

When i get my chance

You know i grab it fast

Sick of feeling

Like I'm an outcast

Now I do front rolls

I got pressure weighing on my soul

Ask anyone

I go ghost when I be in my zone

Aim a bullet through the hole

They be running from their own

Gang got no love

How you call them your own

I call once I call twice

If they don't pick up

I be on my own

Sippin on sprite

Turn my wrongs to rights

Should I go left or right

Seen what I seen

Pulled up on the big screen

Won fair and square

They try to put on scene

Bounce back

Holes in my jeans

I get fucked up

Till I bleed and i bleed

Shit don't change overnight

On this rap shit since a teen

Rejection

I don't ghost write

Outfit on point

Everything off white

See me coming through the night light

You know I live my life right

I get hate

I gotta hang tight

Me and my gang

They know how to fight

Gotta start somewhere

So we start tonight

They aim a bullet

My world turns upright

My world mixture of black and white

We're all equal no matter black or white

I get no love from my loved ones

The pressure on my souls weighs a tone

Everyday I outrun

Working so hard

I hit a home run

I got two lives

One for you

One is mine

Rich kids they kill the vibe

When I come through

You better hide

Gotta kill my pride

To survive

Slide

I don't slide

Washed up paint on the ocean tide

Now they wanna ride

I got regrets

I done a lotta bad things

I ain't worth trusting

I keep coming back to my worst sins

Direct flights no transit

Lost all my senses

But I got a tight grip

Spending money on my side chick

Don't get me wrong

She a 8

It's never

Or it's late

I keep trusting god

With my fate

I know he been working to this date

Written by: Hamran Tariq Chaudry

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