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Mallard
Hip-Hop/Rap
Mallard was released on December 31, 2021 by Tree High Climbers as a part of the album Head's Pace
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Release DateDecember 31, 2021
LabelTree High Climbers
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM75

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Owen Wendel
Owen Wendel
Songwriter
Kyle French-Gilmore
Kyle French-Gilmore
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Keelay
Keelay
Mastering Engineer, Mixing Engineer
IIII
IIII
Producer

Lyrics

Worry never got to mention me
My dollar metric measure me
My collar torn between the pit of hell or heaven
Mind been blanking on the good bits and focused on the heavy
Aint no shit but the boat is steady ready never let me go
Be it basketball or economics
My knowledge on the topic don't go much past the shorts
You crossing lines
I won't stop til I die, doing suicides running back and forth
So heavy medal I pass the torch
Olympic rings, no longer distant things
Never question it, each place I sit, my throne
My ass alone proves it's fit for kings
No worries bout this kind of talk or all the shit it brings
Long as I show no signs of mimicry
Worry never got to mention me
My dollar metric measure me
My collar torn between the pit of hell or heaven
Mind been blanking on the good bits and focused on the heavy
Aint no shit but the boat is steady ready never let me go
It's about my time to reply
Bout the dough, kneading it in mind
Online never fiend for a like
Been betting on a better me
Forge this path ahead of me
Readily,
Only the beats and schemes filling me
And I won't sell out, no shilling me
If it's new, I auto bought, I'm drip hoarding
Transform to a beast on the beat, animorphing
My pitch so perfect, dope like Anna morphine
See that's smoldering
Spit flames like I'm street perfomering
You talk shit I hear a Who like I'm Horton in
Needing my leaves important yeah
Like my tea and pot everything's hot
If it's about you, worried I am not
I pull up, and bet you wouldn't shoot like a faulty cam
Next step, make you duck like you Aubrey Graham
Comparing us, only one way you're the larger man
I can't hate my height, mostly makes for a fairer fight
Get out my face if you can't sacrifice for the sake of life
My shit ain't for the faint of heart, no brakes on the ride
It's more for those who like taking brains apart
New highs, we stay on the rise
They lie, can't say I'm surprised
Worry never got to mention me
My dollar metric measure me
My collar torn between the pit of hell or heaven
Mind been blanking on the good bits and focused on the heavy
Aint no shit but the boat is steady ready never let me go
Written by: Kyle French-Gilmore, Owen Wendel
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