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Wicked : Glory
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Wicked : Glory was released on September 17, 2023 by Lovemore as a part of the album Progress
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Release DateSeptember 17, 2023
LabelLovemore
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM113

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aidan Wayne Stoaks
Aidan Wayne Stoaks
Songwriter

Lyrics

Anticipation, acclimating like I'm on vacation
My bloody thoughts are scribbled down like red information
I grab the bottle by the neck, I'm drowning out my Satan
Too many oxys, I'm a moron, stop the contemplating
Peel the clips of my nails, the way that I'm trill
Why is you chill with them
Feel the presence of love, and just be still
I'm just be still within
I'm still within my rights to be pissed off and question
Take a breath in
Smokers cough, no Smith and Weston
Feel the moment
I've been up and down
Another round, but now I digress,
I'm passing the test,
I've been up late on my grind with no rest
In the words of the prophet, my shit is the best
Get this ish off my chest,
I'm still depressed and feeling
Like the only way that I'ma crash the ceiling
Is revealing
Yellow scopes, banana peeling
(Idiotic rambling)
Can't trust no bitches, I can't trust no bitches
Got lots of hoes in rotation and switches
All of them wanna be Mello's missus
Sorry la ho, I can't grant your wishes
Talking bout dudes, all I hear is disses
No drama, I was taught by my business
Do a **** wrong, then ask for forgiveness
Kill a bitch, take care of a witness
Kill a bitch, witness
Kill a bitch, no witness
Kill a bitch, my witness
Kill a bitch, no witness
Kill a bitch, my witness
Kill a bitch no witness
Kill a bitch, my witness
Kill a bitch, no witness
Kill a bitch, my witness
Kill a bitch, no witnesses
Kill a bitch, you witnessing
Greatness, greatness
Kill a bitch, my witness
Kill a bitch, no witnesses
Kill a bitch, you witnessing
Greatness, greatness
My rhymes are proven, the lames are losing
I'm pushing bentleys, fucking hoes and moving
Product, tree got me snoozing
Remove the sawdust from my lungs
And hit the pens, reclusing
Acid Lucy, Pleasures Stussy, trees is sprucey
I never thought that I wasn't the one for you girl
I never thought that I wasn't the one for you girl
But you ain't the one for me, girl
There's more to see in the world
I can't believe all the shit that you put me through
All the shit that I wouldn't do
The shit that you said that you wouldn't do, yeah
That's fucked up
I forgive you, I forgive me
Fuck another girl in a Bentley
Need a 10-piece, don't tempt me
These girls pose, that's likely
These dime pieces like me
Asking why not wife me
Alaskan wine got me shining
The light I give so blinding
I'm constantly reminding
Going back, rewinding
Pushing back, reclining
I'm constantly reclining
But I don't need a wheelchair in this motherfucker
I'm all the way up in the sky
These bitches want fire
I'm posted up, sipping wok in my cup
Get a bag, fuck it up
I don't fuck, suck it up
Never thought I would be so lonely, yeah
Never thought I'd be so lonely
All of this Evisu on me
Never thought these bitches want me
Never thought I, yeah
I never thought that the shorties would trust me again
Let alone fuck me again
All of this energy working again
It's working
Never thought I'd
Never thought I'd,
Never thought I'd be so lonely
My heart feeling extra homey
Please don't be so extra homie
Never thought I'd be the one
Never thought I'd be the one for you girl, girl
I took a turn for the worst
But realized it wasn't about me
My little shawty got hurt
Would she be a better with or without me
Would she be a better with or without me
Would she be a better with or without me
Written by: Aidan Wayne Stoaks
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