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Weakness
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Weakness was released on February 2, 2021 by Goat Boys Records as a part of the album Weakness - Single
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Release DateFebruary 2, 2021
LabelGoat Boys Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM76

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Cyrtist Xeras Vexlic
Cyrtist Xeras Vexlic
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Roy Alan Guevara
Roy Alan Guevara
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Hitmaka
Hitmaka
Producer

Lyrics

(Hitmaka)
(CashMoneyAP)
(Right Now Sound, yeah)
(Ayo, 40, what you cookin', G?)
At war with myself, I feel defeated
At a stand off with my demons
Let my stress off at Neimans
With a Glock 40 on defense
Used to play the block on some street s**t
Kings die, mothers cry, such a heartbreaking sequence
Sin too deep to repent
Can't see my son crying, it's my weakness
Don't think it's fair how I was treated
Fake apologies, you can keep it
They know I'm the one, it's not a secret
Flame every gun, keep the beef lit, uh
Flame every gun, keep the beef lit, uh
They cremated my grandma, I could feel my soul burnin'
Wonder why I cried when that preacher said that sermon
Like, God forgive me 'cause I'm learnin'
See my darkest days before the light, I can feel the tables turning
Counting all my blessings, I stay humble and determined
My Glock Austrian and my engineering German
She gon' risk it all for some Hermès
Momma tried to warn me, peep the signs to confirm it
At war with myself, I feel defeated
At a stand off with my demons
Let my stress off at Neimans
With a Glock 40 on defense
Used to play the block on some street s**t
Kings die, mothers cry, such a heartbreaking sequence
Sin too deep to repent
Can't see my son crying it's my weakness
Don't think it's fair how I was treated
Fake apologies, you can keep it
They know I'm the one, it's not a secret
Flame every gun, keep the beef lit, uh
Flame every gun, keep the beef lit, uh
Out in the battlefield gotta keep the steel
It could get real if I get caught I won't squeal
Feeling like I'm too deep to repent
In order for me to do it I need a reason
I'm just waiting for my season
Don't make me have to commit treason
I need someone to tell me that's it's gonna be okay
I'm hoping that her love don't fade away
Flexing up at saks fifth
When you in my city you gotta tap in
Since I was young I was rapping
Always about my actions
That day you start tripping
Might the day you get caught slipping
Might be the same day you start slipping
I tell my opps don't worry you're time is coming
I'm out my block ran it up now I'm blue face thumbing
At war with myself, I feel defeated
At a stand off with my demons
Let my stress off at Neimans
With a Glock 40 on defense
Used to play the block on some street s**t
Kings die, mothers cry, such a heartbreaking sequence
Sin too deep to repent
Can't see my son crying it's my weakness
Don't think it's fair how I was treated
Fake apologies, you can keep it
They know I'm the one, it's not a secret
Flame every gun, keep the beef lit, uh
Flame every gun, keep the beef lit, uh
Written by: Roy Alan Guevara
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