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FIGYA
FIGYA
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Teju Olarewaju
Teju Olarewaju
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
MAD madethis
MAD madethis
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Nicholas Greco
Nicholas Greco
Texte
Teju Olarewaju
Teju Olarewaju
Texte
Matthew Muniz
Matthew Muniz
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PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
MAD madethis
MAD madethis
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Lyrics

Yeah
Talking how I feel
Never been a doubt I talk about real
Open my mouth I'm in somebody's reel
You like a secret I like revealed
You want to be in the scene I'm seeing since sixteen
Now bitch I look back I'm rebuilt
I just been leaning on winners and deals can't be stuck out here dreaming on strippers and pills
That's a good way
Yeah, how you talking about feelings and talk about hope
Been surrounded by demons around all that dope
Got me swinging like Djokovic singing like Roddy Rich
Catching new tricks everywhere that I go
It's a rainy day to not be robbing bitches
There's no competition
So I hold up roll up
Man yeah I be spitting
Guess we vibing different
We would die for different
Wish was your life was livid
Got no time for wishing
Sitting in the back in the mat black
Got my raps back I was sitting back flows
Got me fuckin' riding gotta know if you about that
I'm about that barely fucking no one knows
Tell ya girl is she about to pack that gotta pack that down
Bitch we really gotta roll
Bitches like a cap they just snap back wasn't like that
Half bad when we first started
Wouldn't want em back give their shit back in a big bag
Couldn't zip that fuck it I ain't sorry
Clickin' in, clickin' out
Missin' me, missin' out
Dissin' me with no history
I'll stay simply, distant now
Been a minute no assembly talk all this mumble
No one talkin' loud
If this a mission we're in history
Like Armageddon, I'mma get it now
Pull up in whips
Windows so black you would think I was president
You don't get money it's evident
Stack up the moula and cash out the dividends
Heard your new shit it was mid again
Blast from the past, call you the minutemen (future)
Half of these rappers irrelevant
Murder that pussy and hide all the evidence
Started from rags to riches
All these broken jaws just left me in stitches
Fuck all these snitches
Y'all just lame now but I don't give forgiveness
Y'all just stuck in these ditches
I'm laughing I mean it
Yeah I'm just acting conceited
Stop your shit just fuckin' beat it
Cause I don't want by my side
All you do is talk shit and just leave it
Fuck off I mean it, yeah
Fuck it I'm back now
Just dropped a track wow
Making those numbers I just got the cash out
Money so big that it just made me pass out
Pass out?
Fuck how?
Numbers so big that it broke one thou-
Always wanna come back go sit down
Cause I'm not gonna deal with your bullshit now
Yeah fuck it we back
Just 'bout to hop on this track
And show where I'm at
Pick on me I never lack
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
I gotta decimate
Bitch I got bread to make
Every time I wake up I got a new bed to make
I gotta better take
Yeah
Went from nothing to something now I gotta us something to celebrate
See the hunnids come in, front 'em, fuck it
Need to put minimum work in my introductions
We don't get no alerts we don't trip over nothing
If they got an emergency send 'em my number
Yeah, I really been real
Ride with that steel
Pussy ass rappers get killed
Come like jehovah witness at the last supper
It's only blood that we spill
20 years old real rap no cap, I can't sign a deal
Hop on the beat I go ape, bust at his grape, banana peels
What's happening I'm rapping in cabinets to live in lavish
Drop into hell to save so many spots
I'd drop in a well to be wishing these bitches can have 'em
Been asking the devil how many you got
Then you got 'em
There's too many options
There's too many problems in my life for me to like it
In the slightest it's my time to move in the silence
Imma jot what I got
Made a wrong move no rules I tied a couple knots
Help me
Try to get this loose
Everything to lose
Can't be fucking around livin' on one shot
Feeling medicated motivated I don't feel the motor accelerating
Gotta keep it runnin', dumpin', gunnin' I be feeling fucking nothing
Now I'm going crazy lately baby no debating
I can make it and I don't need no one to save me they can save it
I been decimating this new generation fuck the rating
Got the money circulating isolated yeah
Born to make it
I just been born to take it
You been born to fake it
I been born to be real
Real
(Ride with that steel, let's make a deal)
Written by: MAD madethis, Matthew Muniz, Nicholas Greco, Teju Olarewaju
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