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Woe
Hip-Hop/Rap
Woe was released on September 3, 2022 by Jiggy Nation Ent. as a part of the album Woe - Single
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Release DateSeptember 3, 2022
LabelJiggy Nation Ent.
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM71

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Eric Thomas
Eric Thomas
Songwriter

Lyrics

Calling my phone
I don't text back then they calling my ohh
I don't text back then they calling my phone
Water on me, like I'm rowing a boat
Paper wrinkly, like it's growing too old
If I'm on my bullshit you don't even know
You make a movie, it's getting postponed
Told me we'll get it, I got it alone
I can do bad but I'm good on my own
Wood in her guts but my heart made of gold
Ran out of time, I'll go cop a two tone
Tell them to watch me, like bet I won't fold
Grab the attention that nobody stole
Go north to south, imma have me a pole
Baby you act like you just seen a ghost
Slay me a demon, I'm cutting the stone
Friends ain't too far but my enemies close
I gotta heater in case it get cold
It could do harm to both, friend or a foe
Pick up the V like I'm ready to tow
Atleast I heard what you got on the low
Ain't selling rock, but I'm bad to the bone
Show up like Batman The Brave and The Bold
Don't answer the ring, if I got it on hold
When you hit the streets, bet you wish you were home
Just believe xtsy, yeah, whatever was told
The shoe color coffee but these are some Foams
Shawty just told me come sit on her throne
Well, when I'm In Rome
Bullets be flying, be leaving you prone
My brother got metal, like he fly a drone
He said that he got it all under control
Go! You don't want to go to toe to toe
Shine off the juice that's my regular glow
If your grass ain't greener, get ready to mow
Fuck with a damsel, I don't fuck with hoes
The opp just got fried he was messing with dough
Hitting the dash and the people like whoa
You bought what the opp said, yeah that lie was sold
I got a green thumb, now I reap what I sow
Remember back then I was average joe
You know I'm around, when you start seeing crows
I know that the Devil ain't taking my soul
But she ask me once I ain't telling her no
Wrapped to his neck I ain't tying a bow
No, I ain't tying a bow
You know what I do and I go where I go
Elegant like I'm a gentleman
Bow
No I ain't tying a bow
Smoke gas, it drives on its own, sit back like I'm riding Tesla
I tried to keep it one flow, but my spitting too much pressure
Told the Devil leave me lone, I don't need you, your the stresser
Some these **** be a clone, stunt doubles, don't need no extra
Smoking too much till a **** chest hurt
X-mars mark no spot, still treasure
Applying the pressure
These **** they know it's not anything extra...
Written by: Eric Thomas
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