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All for You (feat. Brennan Savage)
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Hip-Hop/Rap
All for You (feat. Brennan Savage) was released on April 16, 2019 by Rawska as a part of the album Rawhart 2 - EP
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Release DateApril 16, 2019
LabelRawska
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM127

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rawska
Rawska
Performer
Cold Hart
Cold Hart
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Micah Samuel Edwards
Micah Samuel Edwards
Lyrics

Lyrics

Give my all for you, all for you
Give my all for you, I be makin' bread, tryna ball for you
Talk to you, you be so shy, I can't talk to you
Walk with you, I would run a mile just to walk with you
All for you, I'ma make a mil', stack it tall
Yeah, I do it now, shoutout BB Sun, now I move around
Hold it down, will you leave me 'lone?
Will you hold me down? Outta town
I be fuckin' hoes they from outta town
Lonely now, I be on my own see I'm lonely now
I slept all day, wake all night (All night)
I don't give a fuck if I miss my flight (My flight)
Violet hair, cold blue eyes (Blue eyes)
I wanna stay, but I can't decide
Now I'm on a flight, ten drinks stay all nice
Got me right all night, I'm awake
I took a bottle of cider to face
I took a model bitch back to my place
I took a pill 'cause it's all that I know
I be alone, I got nowhere to go
I be alone (Oh), nowhere to go (Go)
Yeah, nowhere to go (Yeah)
Now I'm on a flight overseas tryin' not to bleed (Yeah, yeah)
I'ma let the drank drown me, I don't wanna breathe (Yeah)
Holdin' my breath
Don't wanna breathe
I don't regret, anything
Give my all for you
Give my all for you, I be makin' bread, tryna ball for you
Talk to you, you be so shy, I can't talk to you
Walk with you, I would run a mile just to walk with you
All for you, I'ma make a mil', stack it tall
Yeah, I do it now, shoutout BB Sun, now I move around
Hold it down, will you leave me 'lone?
Will you hold me down? Outta town
I be fuckin' hoes, they from outta town
Lonely now, I be on my own, see, I'm lonely now
I'm 'bout to go to Russia, bitch, привет
Used to ride Spirit, but now I need my own jet
Blue strips, red hoodie like I'm Shy Guy
Ain't no wings up on my jeans, I'm still a fly guy
All my jewels, they bust on your juuls, they be charging (Aha)
Welcome to the camp fire, bitch, we sparkin', no
And off the drugs we be so reckless
Like a man who don't get head, we'll leave you neckless, ooh
So baby, here, you take my necklace
My diamonds still come out the lake like I was fishin'
Tryna give my all to you, to talk to you and all of that
But I don't think she gon' call me back, fuck it
Written by: Micah Samuel Edwards
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