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Seize adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak Shayla Hamady tarafından 2 Kasım 2023 tarihinde yayınlandıCall From Sabotage - EP
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Çıkış Tarihi2 Kasım 2023
FirmaShayla Hamady
LanguageEnglish
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Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM62

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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shayla Mae Hamady
Shayla Mae Hamady
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Lyrics get you high
The FBI gonna have to seize this
Calling up my momma
Cause I know she won't believe it
I cut off his fingers
If he thinks of playin me again
Tryna count this beat
But now he only gets to three
Like I
Been through the most with you
Sick of a diet
The weight was you
Cross me again like religion
Pray to the power
That karma a bitch and I see it through
Sinister runnin' loose
Picture a person like me in your living room
I bring an energy higher than you consume
I won't rest baby you know I got work to do
Lyrics get you high
The FBI gone have to seize this
Calling up my momma cause I know she won't believe it
I cut off his fingers if he thinks of playing me again
Trying to count this beat and now he only get to three like
Take a step down
I aint looking for trouble
Know there's dark up in my soul
When I look at all these numbers
Feel like I'm the only one who'd take my life to hear a better plan
Devil dressed up in suit and tie
Got the nerve to still think it's your land
Words on a canvas I'm paintin your future like this is me selling my thoughts
I worry
I worry
I worry
I worry
I worry
Somebody turn this shit off
Aye
Back it up
That's still not enough
I'm a need 10 feet
Lastly
2c's just to breath
Fighting for the air
O
I'm going for the green
Lyrics get you high
The FBI gone have to seize this
Calling up my momma cause I know she won't believe it
I cut off his fingers if he thinks of playing me again
Trying to count this beat and now he only get to three like
I haven't gave you a lyric like this since my dad measured me on the wall
I haven't said you a bitch
To him or the others
You'll have to hear it in this song
Grinding my nails down with my teeth
Sharpen your mind till it cut beef
I'm a put my hands down in this game so dirty
At the top of my ashes burning
Pack it up
Yeah
Pack it up
Yeah
Pack it up I'm coming
Pack it up
Pack it up yeah
Pack it up yeah
Pack it up yeah
Pack it up yeah I'm coming home
Written by: Shayla Mae Hamady
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