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Refreshing (feat. Max B & Mel Matrix)

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Refreshing (feat. Max B & Mel Matrix) 由 Stack Bundles 于 2019年12月17日发行，作为专辑“ ”的一部分。Library of a Rockstar: Chapter 17 - M.O.B. Pt. 2

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专辑Library of a Rockstar: Chapter 17 - M.O.B. Pt. 2

发行日期2019年12月17日

唱片公司Stack Bundles

旋律性

不插电

Valence

舞蹈性

能量

BPM88

概览

歌词

制作

出演艺人

Jim Jones

表演者

Marchesini & Farina Vs Max B

Marchesini & Farina Vs Max B

表演者

Rayquan Elliot

说唱

Stack Bundles

表演者

作曲和作词

Charly Wingate

词曲作者

Rayquan Elliot

词曲作者

歌词

Summertime shit here man

Let's do it, uh

I was doing crime, barely getting by

And a **** was always stressing

We was doing time, mama getting high

A **** life was so depressing (So depressing)

Now when you leave, we rolling overseas

And I hope these trees don't get us arrested

We getting right, living out our life

And the music getting so refreshing

I keep the millionaires feasting

And the engineers beasting

Like Biggavel, where the fuck you been?

I can serenade in streets in my plush new Benz (Come on)

Spreads your walls out let me come through them

Mama, the boy don't go cause he's thirty

He look about 21 but he at least thirty

Anything I want I can get when I need it

Chickens love slurping on my dick come and beat it

Left home without that toasty

Almost caught a slug

Go get your camera come record a thug

Moms came to cop and I sold her drugs

Coke in a cookie jar, fizzle up, something like soda does

Picture rap game without Biggavel

You fucks couldn't make it

You hot bitch, come to get naked

Lookin' like you spent a couple a bucks for his bracelet

Sizzurp in the Grand cru straight, never chase it

I was doing crime, barely getting by

And a **** was always stressing

We was doing time, mama getting high

A **** life was so depressing (So depressing)

Now when you leave, we rolling overseas

And I hope these trees don't get us arrested

We getting right, living out our life

And the music getting so refreshing

I came along way from posting in hallways (Getting money)

**** smoking purple while they pushing that raw yay (Pushing packs, ****)

Mommy beefing about my cutting cards

While I'm at my man crib steady cutting up the hard (I was foolish)

The D's already know my face

Cause since young comrade I been caught my case (Been caught my shit)

Back and forth to family court

And in that same court is where my family fought (Mommy I'm sorry)

Mommy screaming don't snatch my son away

But I'm thinking to myself they tryn' snatch my guns away (I was hard with it)

Now I'm off to juvie hall

But I'm built for this shit so a **** having a ball (East side)

I got potential in this motherfucker

Eat a **** food and wreck his dentals in this motherfucker (Put it in, ****)

A **** known for doing what he do

So when he mention my name

**** ain't have to say who (Mel Murda)

I was doing crime, barely getting by

And a **** was always stressing

We was doing time, mama getting high

A **** life was so depressing (So depressing)

Now when you leave, we rolling overseas

And I hope these trees don't get us arrested

We getting right, living out our life

And the music getting so refreshing

Come on

I ain't shit

But mama first one

Poppa worst one

Had to walk the straight line

Tryna go to work from

Had a little 9 to 5

But that shit ain't work long (Nah)

Needed a shortcut, had to get my money longer

Hustler was born, Rayquon was his first name (For real)

Always out of stock whenever that first came (Then what?)

Then the third came (Then what?)

Then them birds came (Damn)

Pop my cherry no longer a virg-in (Hah)

Wanted to be like pops with none of his faults (Nah)

Go as hard he did and never get caught (Haaaan)

I was successful, ask about 'em (Yes sir)

Far Rock **** couldn't fill them apple bags without him (Nah)

Never sold a rock in my life with these hands (Not at all)

See his track records if they pull up their sleeves fam (See)

The name Bundles

And not by coincidence (Nah)

I had the trap for the scraps I'm getting in (chee)

I was doing crime, barely getting by

And a **** was always stressing

We was doing time, mama getting high

A **** life was so depressing (So depressing)

Now when you leave, we rolling overseas

And I hope these trees don't get us arrested

We getting right, living out our life

And the music getting so refreshing

Written by: Charly Wingate, Rayquon M Elliott

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