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Cinematic 2
Hip-Hop/Rap
Cinematic 2 was released on July 27, 2018 by 864gordo as a part of the album Table 21
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Release DateJuly 27, 2018
Label864gordo
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM77

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
864gordo
864gordo
Songwriter

Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah, man that shit just way too simple, way too simple
Way too easy, way too easy, yeah, yeah yeah, uhh
I️ just made an OG tell me everything
All these girls who never got a wedding ring
And they don't care for people they just care for things
I️ stopped listening when I turned 17
Why you never talk about the present things
Cause you caught in past and that’s embarrassing
And You don’t like reflections so you stare at me
Table21 it's like my therapy
I’m just everything you wouldn’t dare to be, uhh
I’m just everything that you to scared to be, uhh
I’m just everything you would’ve failed to be
My girl call me daddy cause her father wasn't there to be uhh
Bare with me, I️ process what you telling me
Two degrees barely, but it’s still rare to see
Could be outchea selling dreams on how life ain’t fair for me
How the doors wouldn't open cause I'm caught up selling keys
All this info shared to me, I just handle carefully
Cause I’m prepared to see who ain’t really there for me
Instead of facing fears, my **** facing felonies
On the edge like balconies, hope I got Coretta Kings yeah
Tell me how you for **** that wasn’t for ya
You ignore her? Think of karma, when it happens to ya daughter
I been tryna keep it real, but it’s hard to keep I️t cordial
Robbed the plugs that put you on but you keep telling me loyal
I️ don’t make this shit to order, it’s just coming from my aura
One day money gonna bore her, when I️ trip it’s Bora Bora
Yeah you had i️t on the corner, with a plug across the waters
Straight up, all these stories you make-up is in Sephora
All this crap you had to take, to win a lap but not the race
How ya homies got paid in full, but nobody became the ace
Tell me how your packs was eighths, and you ratted on your ace
And you flashing in a place, where now they laughing in ya face
You keep talking about these broads and whips that’s so foreign
It’s so boring & it hurts because you sold ya soul for it
I set these goals for it, watched myself just grow for it
Funny, you got all this drive but nothing to chauffeur it
Tell me how it use to be, when you was outchea moving keys
Ain’t help the community, but still claiming unity
Please tell the truth to me, and how ya heart use to freeze
In gucci sneaks, and jewelry, as you listened to eulogies
Cause you boys ain’t fooling me, tell me what you choose to be
Your words would’ve ruined me, if I️ followed them stupidly
And it's just you and me, but you lied fluently
Musically, ya losing me slow, like a fluid leak
Tell me how you never sleep, but you still be selling dreams
How you rip and run the streets until ya turning 70
Or how you sacrificed your freedom but ain't leave a legacy
By design, g’s move in silence, word to spelling bees
Tell me how you gotta get i️t, and you can’t stop the fetish
Strapped like Velcro, to move elbows like a prosthetic
And you balled like a Laker, cut the coke just like a razor
Had a daughter, went to jail, now another man to raise her
Tell me later ****
I'm just at the table **** haha yeah shoutout June Bug mane, Suave
Written by: 864gordo
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