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The Source (Freestyle)
3
Hip-Hop/Rap
The Source (Freestyle) adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak 905901 Records DK tarafından 18 Temmuz 2019 tarihinde yayınlandıThe Source (Freestyle) - Single
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Çıkış Tarihi18 Temmuz 2019
Firma905901 Records DK
DilEnglish
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM82

Krediler

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Anthony Jamal Carmichael
Anthony Jamal Carmichael
Songwriter

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I put my heart into this shit baby
I swear to god I go the hardest for my clique baby
Y'all **** just want to be a part of this shit aint it
My **** Black Will doing years I swear to god man this shit crazy
I swear to god I miss lil Avery
I can see the envy on you **** faces
But why do my **** keep catching cases
All the years we done gave to probation
Man I'm down for the chasing but dog Im getting impatient
We was kicking them doors on the Grove and battle creek road
I can't glorify a damn thing we stole
On the block with a bean pole
Dreams of a rose
If it was up to me everything would be gold
But all them dreams turn to tears baby
My **** really facing years baby
Play with my green imma pop a **** like a seal baby
We'd spend weeks in the bando
Only give a **** what he paying for
Only way to judge a real man by what he stand for
Punch him out wipe that baby nose what he stand for
I came a long way across the table corner pocket
And aint a damn thing changed but the change in my pocket
And Yeant gotta fear me imma make sure y'all feel me
I don't need no cheerleader we out here ten deep
Glock right here near me
Im paranoid think **** trynna kill me
Yo folks be snitching but my folks plead guilty
No santa clause I come down yo chimney
Nightmare on Christmas I came with some grimlings
Automatic no Simi
Anything can happen in the Henny
Dumping out the Bentley
Bust down my wrist Im with a bust down bitch
We on some fuck Donald Trump shit
We don't give a fuck bout shit
Im out here ducking the cops no time for a duck mouth bitch
This money running the world
Y'all folks just running y'all lips
All of this pain I need to let go
Look up to the moon and I just scream and here the echo
Trynna get us outta Clayco
But y'all can stay broke
I swear to god I aint going
And if you still sleep on me you can stay snoring
In slomo
3.5 for the Dolo
Its young Swindle drop a single no promo
Middle finger to the popo
Codeine not coco
Shoot his block up solo
Never needed no co-host
Written by: Anthony Jamal Carmichael
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