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Flatline
7,940
Hip-Hop/Rap
Flatline was released on September 10, 2021 by Position Music as a part of the album Flatline - Single
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Release DateSeptember 10, 2021
LabelPosition Music
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM77

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Joznez
Joznez
Performer
Locksmith
Locksmith
Performer
Kataem
Kataem
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Johannes Loeffler
Johannes Loeffler
Songwriter
Kataem O’connor
Songwriter
Davood Asgari
Davood Asgari
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Joznez
Joznez
Producer

Lyrics

And I can't lie
I've been pulling all these strings, now my hands tied
Know they love to kick you when you down so I stay high
I ain't got the time baby girl I'm tryna take time
They threw dirt all on my name I came back making landslides
Moving like I never had the chances in my past life
This that show of heart there ain't no beating, make ‘em flatline
I might turn my chances to a mansion
And the atlas to attention
I need millions in my pension
All them things that I want expensive
I put it all and the rest on a checklist
Please don't ask why I move so restless
You know the prodigy taking effect
Don't hear hate till they say it direct
Either way I won't give them no breath
Long as I got my deposit in check
Might be the illest if I interject
I might need some healing, I'll probably repent
I'm always willing to make me a killing I move like a criminal when I collect
Move through the city, no civil unrest
In a way tryna get my people put of debt
You know that's the spirit blowin' out his chest
I got a whole lot of soul to project, yeah
And I can't lie
I've been pulling all these strings, now my hands tied
Know they love to kick you when you down so I stay high
I ain't got the time baby girl I'm tryna take time
They threw dirt all on my name I came back made a landslide
This that shit that get the people moving like a gasline
This that show of heart there ain't no beating, make ‘em flatline
I might turn my chances to a mansion
And the atlas to, look
Look, everything you see I got from hard work. No cap.
Let them kill my flame before I start first. No facts
Let them run their mouth until their jaws hurt
How you trying to walk Before you crawl first?
I used to be So on the fence
Till I rose in defense of myself
Now they shook like whoa
Soon as I noticed the riff Then I broke up and split my slice of the pie don't fold
I let the fire inside of me grow
Try to deny me you already know
I'm gonna go harder and stronger and spit at you longer
Until I get paid what I'm owed
I need a billion for every new rhythm I come with and every new flow that I bless
I know I'm different because I'm indifferent. Cause y'all playing checkers and I'm playing chess
What's the result? I'm gonna give you one guess
Try to provoke I'll leave you a mess
I'm getting digits with every new pivot
Because literally I got my eye on a jet
I don't want to hear the shoulda coulda woulda coulda
Never been the one to quit never back down to the
Pits that I faced when it gets in my face
And I don't step up ill-equipped for the chase
I know it's hard to keep up with the pace
We printing money like it was a race
We getting plenty it's funny how y'all livin' bummy and we out here cutting the cake
Yeah and I can't lie I've done pulled so many strings now my hands tied
I don't really listen to them dudes
Call me anti
I ain't with the waiting for attention I'mma take mine
They threw dirt all on my name I turned it to a landslide
Try to pull my card I'll call your bluff like it's a landline
This that show of heart there ain't no beating make ‘em flat line
I might change my chances to a mansion and the atlas to my mattress look
They threw dirt all on my name I turned it to a landslide
Try to pull my card I'll call your bluff like it's a landline
They threw dirt all on my name I turned it to a landslide
Try to pull my card I'll call your bluff like it's a landline
Written by: Davood Asgari, Johannes Loeffler, Kataem O’connor
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