Void - Pouya: Şarkı Sözleri, Müzik Videoları ve Konserler

Void

168.372

Hip-Hop/Rap

Void adlı parça albümünün bir parçası olarak Pouya Records / EMPIRE tarafından 5 Mart 2018 tarihinde yayınlandıFive Five

Şarkı Bilgileri

AlbümFive Five

Çıkış Tarihi5 Mart 2018

FirmaPouya Records / EMPIRE

Melodiklik

Akustiklik

Valence

Dans Edilebilirlik

Enerji

BPM109

GENEL BAKIŞ

ŞARKI SÖZLERI

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Pouya

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Michele Scatamacchia

Michele Scatamacchia

Songwriter

Kevin Pouya

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Mikey the Magician

Mikey the Magician

Producer

Şarkı sözleri

[Verse 1]

MTM, hit 'em with the heat

[Verse 2]

Alive, but not livin', I'm tryna get with it

The size of my dick is not rising, I'm thinkin'

Of finding new women, the void that I'm fillin'

The gaps that I'm bridgin', the pistol I'm grippin'

Got me thinkin' 'bout the old times (Old times)

How many rappers need a cosign? (Cosign)

Twenty-four seven, I was always on the frontline (Yo)

Underground underdog cannot be confined (Yo, yo, yo)

[Verse 3]

Alive, but not livin', I'm tryna get with it

The size of my dick is not rising, I'm thinkin'

Of finding new women, the void that I'm fillin'

The gaps that I'm bridgin', the pistol I'm grippin'

Got me thinkin' 'bout the old times (Old times)

How many rappers need a cosign? (Cosign)

Twenty-four seven, I was always on the frontline (Yo)

Underground underdog cannot be confined (Yo, yo, yo)

[Verse 4]

Sit back, relax in the black Cadillac

On them twenty-two's, screamin' fuck you

Out the window to the people I don't fuck with

The same hos I grew up with

That never wanted to suck dick

Now they want me to cuff 'em, stuff 'em

With a combustion, back in the day ho

You was so reluctant

Now you lookin' at me like you lookin' at your husband

Yo, yo, why you switchin' up?

You said you was never the one for me

Had me runnin' in circles and chasin' the cat (Yo, yo, yo)

I see how the tables have turned

Now I got that cat on my lap (Yo, yo, yo, yo)

Hate me, love me, don't say you know me (Yeah)

That money make me feel less lonely

The women make me feel so phony (Yeah, yeah)

My own homies wanna buss my dome piece (Yeah, ay, yeah, ay)

[Verse 5]

Alive, but not livin', I'm tryna get with it

The size of my dick is not rising, I'm thinkin'

Of finding new women, the void that I'm fillin'

The gaps that I'm bridgin', the pistol I'm grippin'

Got me thinkin' 'bout the old times (Old times)

How many rappers need a cosign? (Cosign)

Twenty-four seven, I was always on the frontline (Yo)

Underground underdog cannot be confined (Yo, yo, yo)

[Verse 6]

Alive, but not livin', I'm tryna get with it

The size of my dick is not rising, I'm thinkin'

Of finding new women, the void that I'm fillin'

The gaps that I'm bridgin', the pistol I'm grippin'

Got me thinkin' 'bout the old times (Old times)

How many rappers need a cosign? (Cosign)

Twenty-four seven, I was always on the frontline (Yo)

Underground underdog cannot be confined (Yo, yo, yo)

[Verse 7]

I know you maintaining, baby

You run around and drive me crazy

Late nights, you my Chelsea, lately

Never will I bend, never will you break me

And the Smith & Wesson always stainless

One shot, and I'll fall to the pavement

Let my brain fall flat by bayside

Homicide won't find me till the daylight

When the right time comes

Grab me from behind

I hope I fuckin' struggle, while you're suckin' out the life from me

Is this what you wanted? When I'm finally gone

From this moment, will you become proud of me?

'Cause I can't be myself, if you don't want me to be

And I can't stand myself, if you can't understand me

[Verse 8]

Alive, but not livin', I'm tryna get with it

The size of my dick is not rising, I'm thinkin'

Of finding new women, the void that I'm fillin'

The gaps that I'm bridgin', the pistol I'm grippin'

Got me thinkin' 'bout the old times (Old times)

How many rappers need a cosign? (Cosign)

Twenty-four seven, I was always on the frontline (Yo)

Underground underdog cannot be confined (Yo, yo, yo)

[Verse 9]

Alive, but not livin', I'm tryna get with it

The size of my dick is not rising, I'm thinkin'

Of finding new women, the void that I'm fillin'

The gaps that I'm bridgin', the pistol I'm grippin'

Got me thinkin' 'bout the old times (Old times)

How many rappers need a cosign? (Cosign)

Twenty-four seven, I was always on the frontline (Yo)

Underground underdog cannot be confined (Yo, yo, yo, bitch)

Written by: Kevin Pouya

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