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Weeping Willow
Hip-Hop/Rap
Weeping Willow was released on June 14, 2020 by 1139885 Records DK as a part of the album Weeping Willow - Single
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Release DateJune 14, 2020
Label1139885 Records DK
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM72

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kedeem Francis
Kedeem Francis
Songwriter

Lyrics

Look at you
Tell me what it do
Hanging with your crew
Shit aint new
Tell you what to do
Call me Dr Drew
Here’s the deal
Can you keep it real
Better grab the pill
On the hill
Looking for a thrill
But do you feel fulfilled
Smell the dank on my dermis
Got my hair twist like a thermos
Nigguhs is vermins
Stuck at a wall like a German
Shit is not working
Now yah boy tight like a virgin
All I think bout is the future
Ducking recruiters
Cause they see me as a looter
Poverty stricken maroon
Sometimes I feel like a loon
I walk on the moon
Lonely like Akon n halsey
Where is my posse
Maybe I need me a bonny
Thinking i might want a donny
Fuck with everybody
Stay solo like im lonnie
Mommy want me bring home a tommy
Dead that shit like i just did a hommy
I can barely care for my body
Tryna turn the people into commies
Gotta free the world while i can
Know that im that bitch and the man
Tryna cop a volkswagen van
Need the chips like im megaman
Look at you
Tell me what it do
Hanging with your crew
Shit aint new
Tell you what to do
Call me Dr Drew
Here’s the deal
Can you keep it real
Better grab the pill
On the hill
Looking for a thrill
But do you feel fulfilled
I look at the mirror see somebody else
Girl how can i act like im loving myself
I quiet as hell got the world on my delts
N deep in my head man im screaming for help
It’s bigger than rap and it’s bigger than i
But sometimes i wonder should i even try
The only thing on my mind is suicide
Ironic cause i never want to die
Navigate the world as a queer
I used to wonder god why am i here
Tryna find a way to save my peers
Guess who wants to be a millionaire
How much can a little boy endure
Being beat with all type of slurs
Getting touched by those who meant the world
Getting taught to hate his skin n curls
Fuck the world i eat buddha at brunch
Knees are weak so i need me a crutch
Yesterday i had nothing for lunch
Point em out cause im going to munch
Boy i need me a tesla
At least a vespa
So imma rock like the wrestler
So many shit on my chest
I cannot rest
Til mama see im the best
Know that they want me to fret
Who they gon test
Johnny boy leaving a mess
Destined know they gon come for my crest
I am up next i do not jest
Look at you
Tell me what it do
Hanging with your crew
Shit aint new
Tell you what to do
Call me Dr Drew
Here’s the deal
Can you keep it real
Better grab the pill
On the hill
Looking for a thrill
But do you feel fulfilled
Written by: Kedeem Francis
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