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8am
30.684
Hip-Hop/Rap
8am adlı parça albümünün bir parçası olarak 8186102 Records DK tarafından 3 Kasım 2024 tarihinde yayınlandı8am - Single
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Çıkış Tarihi3 Kasım 2024
Firma8186102 Records DK
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM76

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Blackedy
Blackedy
Banjo
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jsjs Shdhd Dhdhd
Jsjs Shdhd Dhdhd
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Blackedy
Blackedy
Co-Producer
RO!DZ
RO!DZ
Producer
Skid
Skid
Producer

Şarkı sözleri

(Blackedy you're a rapper now?)
(Skid, you cooking up back there?)
(Why don't you speak heavy?)
(Did anybody else come by?)
Why the fuck would I care about opinions?
If I get hated, I'm doing something right
I been fighting demons by myself
Nobody to help, nobody is in sight
We can argue and fuss in the morning
But shit, I bet I'm cracking by the night
Had to get all my shit together
I was steady falling, had to get my shit right
I'm rocking Ksubi, my eyes open
Shawty please get them thighs open
Really started peeping
**** only hit me when they need shit, my mind opened
Fuck a chorus, I really just hop on the beat
And I don't spit about my life
Gotta let out some gunfire
All these lame-ass **** stop me with they knife
In the back of the class was writing lyrics
On my phone, fuck about a teacher
I was really sittin' on them bleachers
Remember back in the day when them **** would hate
Now them same **** want a feature
I used to get about a hundred views
That millions of people bump me like a preacher
Every day, I sit and reminisce
Knowing I could never get it back
Every time I get up in that mode
I get real sad, then I blow a rack
So much time wasted
I was chasing love, I should've been chasing the check
He talkin' crazy, put him right in check
Shawty freaky, she lay on my body
Kissin' my face, and suck me on my neck
Rockin' chrome, got a Chrome Heart
Fuck the arguing shit, don't start
**** always be sayin' some shit
I see 'em in person and they don't bark
Why the fuck would I care what you thinkin'?
You better with me at the end of the day
I be doin' my thing
I don't really know why these **** got so much to say
**** always got opinions, I'm not worried
I been tripping off this Za, felt my vision getting blurry
Why you dogging on my heart like you a canine?
If you treat me right, I'll put it down from night to daytime
I just need a milli in a baddie with a fatty, though
Morning time, she call me Marcus, nighttime, she say daddy though
I'm just tryna ball like a bengal, Cincinnati bro
Why you tweaking 'bout the bitch? She not even a baddie, bro
She like back shots, but I like that shit missionary
She wanna be with me all day like Spongebob and Gary
I can't fuck with all that shit, I need some time alone
I got so used to the shit, I had to grind alone
**** see me winning so they tryna come around
Shawty sent me one text, beat it 'til the sun is down
**** used to hate, I still remember, so get the fuck around
**** in my comments talkin' crazy, boy, you's a fuckin' clown (goofy ****)
Written by: Jsjs Shdhd Dhdhd
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