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wanted
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Hip-Hop/Rap
wanted was released on February 20, 2023 by TillDef as a part of the album Wanted - Single
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Release DateFebruary 20, 2023
LabelTillDef
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM92

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Diviniti S. Pinkney
Diviniti S. Pinkney
Songwriter
Prod. JpBeatz
Prod. JpBeatz
Songwriter

Lyrics

She like to manipulate me
So much that's on my mind, I can't escape it
It's like she got a hold on me
When you told on me
I get you was a rat
But the cheese was for the crew
You went too low homie
I'm in my coffin
I'm in here too often
This ain't what I wanted
This is what you wanted
Going to go crazy for them **** that's been sleeping on me
It's been a while since I got on here and rapped
But I spit and that's a fact
My cheese ain't for these rats
And I've been peeping there's a line ready to stab me in the back
And the bread ain't for the birds
And green ain't for the smokers
But my bars are the smell of gas
It stick on you, it's potent
Don't play me man, this chopper is ready to blow, it's over
I just got a lot I got to get off my shoulders
These times are really rough
I got to show some love
My **** they been dying
Wish they took me time is up
I can't even wish that on me
Got success I got to cuff
Sometimes I need the pain to go away
I need a cup
Please don't try to play me now I'm bussin'
Please don't try to play me now we rushing
Now I'm shooting for the stars and some medullas
Now I got to call my ****, get my shooters
You got a way with words
And I can't deny
I like the way you talk, the way you smile
But I cannot love nobody, I'm fine
I've been in my coffin
I'm in here too often
This ain't what I wanted
This is what you wanted
You got a way with words
And I can't deny
I just want to hug someone
And cry in some arms
But I cannot trust nobody, I'm fine
I've been in my coffin
I'm in here too often
This ain't what I wanted
This is what they wanted
They try to take you out
They try to take me down
Walking in the rain
I don't care
I'll air this fifty out
Put him on the list
And now he flexing like he got it now
But I remember lending him a hundred, get his music out
I remember showing all these **** how to make beats
I remember setting all these trends, they ain't create shit
I remember making sure these **** had a full plate
I remember **** acting like they never knew me
Too clean, old-school shit, y'all is newbies
Two knees, I'ma fight a **** like a Bruce Lee
New scene, got a new bitch, she my new team
New beam, turned eighteen, now I shoot things
I'ma goat ****, you should know, I been said this
Get a hundred mill' is like the tenth thing on my check list
I be playing bitches hearts, cardiac arrested
Putting on some show for the gang, that's my setlist
You got a way with words
And I can't deny
I like the way you talk, the way you smile
But I cannot love nobody, I'm fine
I've been in my coffin
I'm in here too often
This ain't what I wanted
This is what you wanted
I got a way with words
And you can't deny
That I'm the one you love
The one you trust
But love ain't something I can do I'm blind
I've been in my coffin
I'm in here too often
This ain't what I wanted
This is what you wanted
Written by: Diviniti S. Pinkney, Prod. JpBeatz
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