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Mailbox adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak Artcade tarafından 6 Aralık 2019 tarihinde yayınlandıMemory Card

Şarkı Bilgileri

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Çıkış Tarihi6 Aralık 2019

FirmaArtcade

DilEnglish

Melodiklik

Akustiklik

Valence

Dans Edilebilirlik

Enerji

BPM76

GENEL BAKIŞ

ŞARKI SÖZLERI

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Dawin

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Dawin Polanco

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Dawin Polanco

Producer

Şarkı sözleri

D-A-W, boy

I already know what they want from me

If it ain't a favor, it's my company

Y'all the same shit, I'm another breed

I'ma help myself and my family (Yeah, yeah)

They saw all the pics I posted on the 'Gram

I was on Rodeo poppin' hella bands

They ask me "how you do that", "how you got it down?"

What part of 'self-made' don't you understand?

This shit used to be fairytale talk

But now I got a lotta checks in my mailbox

Boy, your girl says she love my alpha male talk

And I'ma ship my mixtape to her mailbox (Yuh)

Self-made, self-paid, all I do is upgrade

Work, work, work, work, I can't get enough cake

Took the Benzo to the dealer and I got my upgrade

Mailbox full of checks, need a mansion estate

Self-made, self-paid, all I do is upgrade

Work, work, work, work, I can't get enough cake

Took the Benzo to the dealer and I got my upgrade

Mailbox full of checks, need a mansion estate

I was told I wouldn't ever make it big

But fuck a status and those who ain't in the clique

I found a quiet place where I could talk my shit

And I spoke to existence how I wanna live

I look at my phone and it's never dry

Phonies hit me up and I don't reply

Some of y'all are looking very clout-deprived

Well it's a cloudy day, thanks for stopping by

This shit used to be fairytale talk

But now I got a lotta checks in my mailbox

Boy, your girl says she love my alpha male talk

And I'ma ship my mixtape to her mailbox (Yuh)

Self-made, self-paid, all I do is upgrade

Work, work, work, work, I can't get enough cake

Took the Benzo to the dealer and I got my upgrade

Mailbox full of checks, need a mansion estate

Self-made, self-paid, all I do is upgrade

Work, work, work, work, I can't get enough cake

Took the Benzo to the dealer and I got my upgrade

Mailbox full of checks, need a mansion estate

All this drip I got was made in Italy

I went from the mud to the luxury

I could never do none of this shit for free

'Cause who else gonna cover all this property?

I'm a storyteller with a lotta bars

Told your wifey stories in one of my cars

Some shit ain't forever, yeah, that's kinda hard

If my bed was a body, I'm a bodyguard

This shit used to be fairytale talk

But now I got a lotta checks in my mailbox

Boy, your girl says she love my alpha male talk

And I'ma ship my mixtape to her mailbox (Yuh)

Self-made, self-paid, all I do is upgrade

Work, work, work, work, I can't get enough cake

Took the Benzo to the dealer and I got my upgrade

Mailbox full of checks, need a mansion estate

Self-made, self-paid, all I do is upgrade

Work, work, work, work, I can't get enough cake

Took the Benzo to the dealer and I got my upgrade

Mailbox full of checks, need a mansion estate

Written by: Dawin Polanco

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