Concussion - Counterfeit & timetravelar: Şarkı Sözleri, Müzik Videoları ve Konserler

Counterfeit & timetravelar

Concussion

Underground Rap

Concussion adlı parça albümünün bir parçası olarak Counterfeit tarafından 11 Şubat 2024 tarihinde yayınlandıConcussion - Single

Şarkı Bilgileri

AlbümConcussion - Single

Çıkış Tarihi11 Şubat 2024

FirmaCounterfeit

Melodiklik

Akustiklik

Valence

Dans Edilebilirlik

Enerji

BPM144

GENEL BAKIŞ

ŞARKI SÖZLERI

Müzik Videosu

Müzik Videosu

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Counterfeit

Performer

timetravelar

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Counterfeit

Composer

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

timetravelar

Producer

Jey B

Mixing Engineer

Şarkı sözleri

I'm taking a walk right down memory lane

But everything closed for construction (yeah)

I'm making it bling, I'm taking the strings

But nobody doing percussion

Like we getting hits in your brain like concussion

You getting carried so much by production

I’ll never sell my soul, no way

But they finna do an abduction (yeah)

Yeah, they finna do an abduction

While they tempt me with all that I need

While they tempt me with power and greed

While they try to take down all my speed

And insecure people with money

They really just broker than broker than broke (broke)

They letting you eat off their plate

Cause they really just hoping you choke

Yeah, they really just hoping you choke

On the shrimp or the bisque or the clam

While they posting all up on the gram

And they acting like they is a fan (yeah)

Connect the dots to see where their intentions really lie

Yeah, they really want that bread, they’ll sell you out for marble rye

If you pull up on me, you gon really need to get some better form

Miss the days when everything was funnel cake and kettle corn

Yeah we was getting ready, making music just to make it out

Then they switched up on me, yeah they ditched me on my favorite route

They want overnight success, they was looking for the wrong fame

I’m in it to win it, out here I’m playing the long game

Cause I’m hoping for the best (best)

They don’t know what’s next (next)

I’m going the limit, see 'em crash out on express (skrrt)

I'm taking a walk right down memory lane

But everything closed for construction

I'm making it bling, I'm taking the strings

But nobody doing percussion

Like we getting hits in your brain like concussion

You getting carried so much by production

I’ll never sell my soul, no way

But they finna do an abduction

Yeah, they finna do an abduction

While they tempt me with all that I need

While they tempt me with power and greed

While they try to take down all my speed

And insecure people with money

They really just broker than broker than broke

They letting you eat off their plate

Cause they really just hoping you choke

Okay, what’s next, hop right on a jet (jet)

I lower my spending just so I don’t end in debt (debt)

But there’s a lot of people who be owing me in many ways

Mad at me cause their song only really getting twenty plays

Stabbed right in the back by the artist who’s on "20 Days"

I ain’t got a way out, but I promise there's a better way

Just you should get the gist (gist), ball with no assist (ball)

They be out of stock so much, they like Sierra Mist (what)

But I’m making sure I get the stadium bumpin’

Hop in the lab, in the booth, finna jump in

I’m always down for the new ones to come in

I really hope that the streams never slumpin'

And I really hope that the streams

Rising 'till we drop some more

And I really hope that the streams

Carry us right off the shore

Carry us right off the shore

They don't know what is in store

I just stepped out in Velour

They don't know what is in store

And I really hope that the streams (what)

Carry us right off the shore

And I really hope that the streams

Carry us right off the shore

Written by: Counterfeit

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