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Dragg
2
Hip-Hop/Rap
Dragg was released on October 15, 2021 by Art Money Media Group LLC. as a part of the album 2 - EP
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Album2 - EP
Release DateOctober 15, 2021
LabelArt Money Media Group LLC.
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM60

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Malcolm Peoples
Malcolm Peoples
Songwriter

Lyrics

Fuck can you say
I seen it all in my years
So your music is some I won't play
Sun in my face
Vintage Cartier's shadow the shine like you fuckers that pray
It set on my days
Fuck it I'm gunning for all of you **** that want it today
Come off the waist
Protecting myself from the evil
Exhibit like Cirque Du Soleil
Look in my eyes
Tell me if you see a soul
Ask me if I have a soul
Look at my side
Find a real one standing next to me
All are present on this road
**** wanna survive but it's Darwinism
They don't fit, ain't no stencils
They stuck in the mold
The blunt get me high
Coping with the fact they see me progress
But they want me at lows
You ask me what anyone owes me
It's nothing
You ask me if something can help me
It's nothing
You ask of emotions
I sense the lack of it, I'm coping
In fact all your questions are nothing
Smoking heavy
Drinking heavy
Thinking heavy
'Bout separation, connection is suffering
It's all about the music now i'm sorry we can't
Find a resolve in expressing this plummet
I've reached the point of acknowledging self actuality
Mindset a hard one to fluster
Diamonds on my neck is dancing like Usher
Shining on the set they glance at the luster
Grown man keep his stance on you busters
Rubber bands wrap the bands on the income
If you squandering your cash you should get some
B-More **** I'm a drag til' my shit done
B-More **** I'm a drag til' my shit done
B-More **** I'm a drag til' my shit done
B-More **** I'm a drag til' my shit done
B-More **** I'm a drag til' my shit done
B-More **** I'm a drag til' my shit done
B-More **** I'm a drag til' my shit done
B-More **** I'm a drag til' my shit done
B-More **** I'm a drag til' my shit done
B-More **** I'm a drag til' my shit done
Why they protest like they do
They talk down on me, no regard
That's why I profess and I flex like I do
I handle my cream like a boss
I draw out directions for seeing it through
It's looking to me like you lost
I'm real as they come
I can reason with you
But you don't receive it, you frauds
I'm rocking these diamonds, my name is in diamonds
I just fucked off my residuals
Built for the long run
You failed to remind me again on exactly what's causing these intervals
Imply when I pray all the things that I say
And portray that they stay in the heart when they sit with you
Being naive is the key to success
Experience matters the most when you living through
Ring the alarm
Yea, you got money, your dreams at a cost
My soul is not for sale or even at arms
The ring on the line and I'm needin' the ball
You freeze while I carry the team like LeBron
You talking a lot, but the loudest in the room
Is usually seen as the jester to kings
You funny ****, your respect on a string
I'm pulling them all to protect what I mean
Whether friend or foe or kin or more
I'm lit to go, equipped with scopes if it's smoke
These Jean Paul Gaultier vintage pieces
Make you think they stabbed me how I'm drippin' woe
These verses started as a mental note
Then became my truth the instrumental spoke
Uh, don't dare part your lips if them words ain't bout income
B-More ****, I'm a drag til' my shit done
B-More **** I'm a drag til my shit done
B-More **** I'm a drag til my shit done
B-More **** I'm a drag til my shit done
B-More **** I'm a drag til my shit done
B-More **** I'm a drag til my shit done
B-More **** I'm a drag til my shit done
B-More **** I'm a drag til my shit done
B-More **** I'm a drag til my shit done
B-More **** I'm a drag til my shit done
Written by: Malcolm Peoples
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