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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Smerco
Smerco
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Seth Mercer
Seth Mercer
Komponist:in
Emil Wallinder
Emil Wallinder
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Chanze
Chanze
Mischtechniker:in

Lyrics

It’s really eat or you gone starve, this shit the hunger games
so much pent inside my heart a mix of love and pain
I told myself, you’d be the hottest when the summer came
how you expect to get them flowers, but can’t take some rain
so many thoughts, my mind be racing, got a hustling brain
don’t ever get too comfortable cause nothing stay the same
I’ll take the cars, money, and freedom they can keep the fame
Nightmares of staying broke, don’t think I’ll ever sleep the same
guess you ain’t get the message
you get what you work for, not wish for
First class, I sit alone, you ain’t on this course
Plugged in everywhere like a phone got like 6 cords
Unc got a mansion in Cali, he got like 6 floors
My **** up, yo **** broke you needa fix yours
it’s hard to build a reputation, without dedication
uh, this the summer of separation
Climbing up them stairs now im focused on elevation
Brodie told me start meditating instead of medication
Went missing in the spring became a problem with the pen
Hit the mall and spend, get it back, do it again
Beast in the studio, im a lion in the den
All that hate go out the ear, can’t let ‘em get under my skin
Took some losses, I was lost and now I’m finally finna win
Wouldn’t believe me if I told you, don’t even know where to begin
It’s really eat or you gone starve, this shit the hunger games
so much pent inside my heart a mix of love and pain
I told myself, you’d be the hottest when the summer came
how you expect to get them flowers, but can’t take some rain
so many thoughts, my mind be racing, got a hustling brain
don’t ever get too comfortable cause nothing stay the same
I’ll take the cars, money, and freedom they can keep the fame
Nightmares of staying broke, don’t think I’ll ever sleep the same
put everything on the table, like I ain’t got no manners
one of my brodies got a canon and the other got a camera
Ain’t no one understanding us, they running outta stamina
Toughest battles, tuffest soldiers, you not man enough
rags to riches man these **** steady roddin waves
been in the shadows, I been grinding hiding in a cave
forever money over hoes cause only one can be saved
Ain’t no traffic on this road cause I paved it
Right now I’m just tryna blow out my momma basement
I’m cooking up in the kitchen, making a statement
im pulling no strings ain’t no replacement
Im over waiting like a diabetic patient
Written by: Emil Wallinder, Seth Mercer
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