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Malik Elijah
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KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Anthony Fryer II
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Malik Gaither
Songwriter:in
Isaac Zale
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Stanley Edwards
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PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
ANT
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Kurt Beeten
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Malik Gaither
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Isaac Zale
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Stanley Edwards
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Lyrics
Some go to God, others do drugs
I do a little of all the above
Please tell me what is your choice of the plug
All that is needed went out for the love
This room is cold
The waters is colder
Ignorance lingers the line of my shoulder
Learn from the lies, the fails and the moments
I said fuck hope but the fact keep me going
Jumping through hurdles, should've been olympian
Yes, I'm immortal, but I ain't no simpleton
More of the mas and I'm not talking no Eminem
Stop like Frank, got the whole mob trembling
Walk in the next day, they be like it's him again
Restart my entrance right over and kill again
That was petty but sometimes you gotta do it
I'm too hot, but theres times I be going stupid
That's just everytime I gotta face the music
I act a fool, I musk a curve
Play with the fam, paint your blood on curbs
Hot comb press, turn 'em to a perm
Consequence for the action is taking turns
Hot comb press, turn 'em to a perm
Consequence for the action is taking turns
Yeah
Kill shit, ask questions later
Mano was stone cold, stunned the player
Got love for a few of my neighbours
The rest of 'em to me, yeah, they perpetrators
Over here it's just the fam
Same old, same, yeah
Just rolling the grams
You ask me to vice
I'm just a mortal man
We all need a fix to go at it again
We all need a fix to go at it again
We all need a fix to go at it again
We all need a fix to go at it again
All of my bitches immaculate
Mad that I'm moving them more than the cannabis
Quit with the banter and off with the drinking
They call me a Flanigan, wait
Foot in the grave, a hand on my blade
I'm packing the slack of the weight
All of my days, I'm cackling babe
The ritual back in my place, hah
I just wanna take it to the casa
Fucking with the baby, got her knocked up
Sunshine, stain him with the lala
Hit 'em when I wanna when the broads gone
I'm at it again
I pull up real late with a bag and a friend
I'm plastered again
Pull up in your ends in an all white Benz
Bring it back
Ho, I'm rolling, where you at
I'm in love with bad habits
I can't help it, I relapse
Shit I'm smoking got me choking
Think I need a window crack
Want the money and the power
Get them both and double back
Double back
Bring it back
Ho, I'm rolling, where you at
I'm in love with bad habits
I can't help it, I relapse
Shit I'm smoking got me choking
Think I need a window crack
Want the money and the power
Get them both and double back
Double back
Bring it back
Yeah
Kill shit, ask questions later
Mano was stone cold, stunned the player
Got love for a few of my neighbours
The rest of 'em to me, yeah, they perpetrators
Over here it's just the fam
Same old, same, yeah
Just rolling the grams
You ask me to vice
I'm just a mortal man
We all need a fix to go at it again
We all need a fix to go at it again
We all need a fix to go at it again
We all need a fix to go at it again
Written by: Anthony Fryer II, Isaac Zale, Malik Gaither, Stanley Edwards