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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Kodak Black
Kodak Black
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Bill K. Kapri
Bill K. Kapri
Songwriter:in
Chad Thomas
Chad Thomas
Songwriter:in
Bill Kahan Kapri
Bill Kahan Kapri
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Chris Ulrich
Chris Ulrich
Ingenieur:in
Drew Drucker
Drew Drucker
Ingenieur:in
Jamie Peters
Jamie Peters
Ingenieur:in
Tyler Unland
Tyler Unland
Ingenieur:in
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Major Nine
Major Nine
Produzent:in
Derek Garcia
Derek Garcia
Mischtechniker:in

Lyrics

The freedom bell ring when it's seldom free I'm flyin' like an eagle when they let me off the leash Gotta prove everybody wrong lookin' down on me Yeah, when I'm flyin' like an eagle In the streets where I call home, this is where I wanna be Do I gotta go to jail so I can find a lil' peace? Could you be the one I call on, will you answer when you sleep? Could you be the one I call on? I ain't never gotta rap about the diamonds on my neck I'm searchin' for my soul, hope you know where it went Is it cold like my heart, could it take me where I've never been? I'm never really happy, smilin' when it's never meant I've been searchin' for my soul, my God D 'em up, a win come by, God I got this money, but it's nothin' right now I've been searchin' for my soul, my God D 'em up, a win come by, God I got this money, but it's nothin' right now 'Cause I'm needin' somethin' I'm needin' somethin' I've been searchin' for my soul, my God D 'em up, a win come by, God I got this money, but it's nothin' right now 'Cause I'm needin' somethin' All this pain make me sing songs Ain't no love in the sewer that I came from Ain't no love in the sewer that I came in from I can't say that I don't miss my nigga, John John Got the streets cheerin' for me with their pom-poms I done ran up all this money, got me nauseous I done ran up all this money, got me nauseous I done did so many wrongs, it got me cautious But I can't ever tell the time in all these watches And I can never read the mind of all these thotties Broward County, poppin' Molly, droppin' bodies I can't lie and say that I don't love you, shawty You know that you want right there, well, you got me All this fame got me nauseous Tryna dodge the reaper got me boxed in I ain't never gotta rap about the diamonds on my neck I'm searchin' for my soul, hope you know where it went Is it cold like my heart, could it take me where I've never been? I'm never really happy, smilin' when it's never meant I've been searchin' for my soul, my God D 'em up, a win come by, God I got this money, but it's nothin' right now I've been searchin' for my soul, my God D 'em up, a win come by, God I got this money, but it's nothin' right now 'Cause I'm needin' somethin' I'm needin' somethin' I've been searchin' for my soul, my God D 'em up, a win come by, God I got this money, but it's nothin' right now 'Cause I'm needin' somethin' 'Cause I'm needin' somethin'
Writer(s): Chad Thomas, Bill Kapri Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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