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No Static
1
Hip-Hop/Rap
No Static adlı parça albümünün bir parçası olarak Black Flag Artistry tarafından 3 Ocak 2020 tarihinde yayınlandıER: Trauma Unit
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Çıkış Tarihi3 Ocak 2020
FirmaBlack Flag Artistry
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM64

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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Eric Jackson
Eric Jackson
Songwriter

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I had some **** I called them my family but them **** flipped on code
And she see all my diamonds cuz i ain't got shit for a hoe
It's a whole lotta **** they hate and they mad
But I know them **** they broke
And you can't eat with me if you ain't off the ave when we had our feet in the snow
Kill a **** tell his bitch aye don't panic
I'm the shit I was raised by a savage
I turned rags into riches with rapping
I ain't rich 'til my wrist get a Patek
Took a risk and I went to the trappin
Used to diss now the bitch want my status
I can't kick it with **** they plastic
Fake as fuck, shake me up, you can have it
Lil bitch I ain't wasting no time with you
Ain't no hoe I can love no compassion
Get the kids take them out of the madness
On the block where they hit **** lackin'
Used to stay up at night wasn't dreaming
'Til I told my demons they don't want no static
I can't beef with a bitch you can have it
Can't believe all the shit that done happened
I was out on a corner when I was a shorty
We ain't give a fuck bout attendance
Now I ball like I'm Jordan like I'm on the court
And lil bitch I ain't talkin' bout tennis
Avianne the drip on the tennis
All white pointers on top of the pendant
Reach for em' we blow em
I might be with foenem we kill them and don't leave a witness
Said I been having visions
Of them days as a shorty was different then all of the children
Now I'm on a mission
To come back from them days when my brothers was turned into victims
I told lil bro listen
Imma put you on game so they don't put you down in that district
Fighting a sentence
If you in then you staying so stay the fuck outta that system
I had some **** I called them my family but them **** flipped on code
And she see all my diamonds cuz i ain't got shit for a hoe
It's a whole lotta **** they hate and they mad
But I know them **** they broke
And you can't eat with me if you ain't off the ave when we had our feet in the snow
Kill a **** tell his bitch aye don't panic
I'm the shit I was raised by a savage
I turned rags into riches with rapping
I ain't rich 'til my wrist get a Patek
Took a risk and I went to the trappin
Used to diss now the bitch want my status
I can't kick it with **** they plastic
Fake as fuck, shake me up, you can have it
Written by: Eric Jackson
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