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S.K.A.T.F.D.
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S.K.A.T.F.D. was released on July 4, 2024 by Volyume Up as a part of the album (H)2
Album(H)2
ReleasedJuly 4, 2024
LabelVolyume Up
LanguageEnglish
BPM82
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Music Video

Music Video

Lyrics

You are now experiencing a bouncy human
Somebody's knocking at the front door
Phone's on the table, look in the mirror, I need a fade like a contour
Rough couple of weeks, I'm feeling unsure
Tryna stay afloat but you see the mind is going on tour (On tour)
Nobody's asking for this encore
While keeping up appearance, tryna stay flyer than a Concorde
It's really elementary what this song's for
Sean, I ain't tryna make this song cry but I'm war-torn
Somebody's knocking at the front door
Life's getting real as I'm ageing, I need to act more
Time's getting taxed more
It wasn't that long I was rocking cane rows in the Plaistow
Now I'm looking at my hairline, now that's poor (That's poor)
But it's minor 'cause I found my superpowers
I'm tripling money long, I'm really hours, hours and hours
Privacy's the key to building towers
As much as I wanna say, I gotta keep this ting ours
Somebody's knocking at the front door
Been there for a minute, I should've been there at the clinic
Immaturity, I couldn't help it
You tried to highlight my issues like a yellow felt tip
Back then I really wish I felt it
But I'm here tryna make up for it
Whatever you're on, you know I'm up for it
You're the drink, I'm the cup for it
You're from a broken home, I'm from a broken home
Together we'll make a whole and that's word to my unborn
Somebody's knocking at the front door
I really wish you gave me hugs more
I hate the Mother's Day onslaughts that I see on socials
It would be ingenuine if I caption it and post you
Ugh, why'd you have to be so vocal?
Why'd you let that man influence you? You let him ruin you
The call to the police, you could've ruined me
They saw the crack in you, they saw the true in me
A really boss case
Somebody's knocking at the front door
Man of the house where? Are you dumb like a low score?
The very definition of waste
No lie, I really met the devil in my face
I thank God I don't look like you
My head's hot 'cause you're acting like we wronged you
I don't wish you well
There's a lot to unpack, I really wish you hell
I'ma leave it there for another day to tell
Somebody's knocking at the front door
Written by: Adebambo Adebowale Adelaja

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