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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Amp Melo
Amp Melo
Stimme und Gesang
Chubby Wallets
Chubby Wallets
Künstler:in
Edward Thomas Kelley
Edward Thomas Kelley
Bassgitarre
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Edward Thomas Kelley
Edward Thomas Kelley
Songwriter:in
Andrew Gilbert Costa Vicente
Andrew Gilbert Costa Vicente
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Andrew Gilbert Costa Vicente
Andrew Gilbert Costa Vicente
Mischtechniker:in

Lyrics

I be on my flight path Jurisdiction headed to the top I be right back Gotta get my win Get it in Cause it's like that I be on the right track Sent a couple letters to my dreams Now they write back Role player turned star player That's development All that other bullshit they tellin is irrelevant They gone try to break you down to gelatin And bring you down to hell with them All because ya genuine and probably ahead of em But listen up They just jelly In the belly of the beast they gone digest steady Brushed off the abrasions And fought through the mazes You would think we cut from cloth of amazing This is an invasion This is an occasion This is for anybody doubting the meditation In need of innovation Give you some renovation Working out these raps like they math equations This my Long division I'm armed Wit 'Bron vision Calm the storm listen Ya call me I'm gone fishin I be busy on the line like it's dial up All these people hooked online like they wired up Tired of the disrespect, ya betta hit the deck We got them hands held high when I hit the set We rock liver than most, and we hail from the coastline Paid dues and prevailed with the cosigns Ya flow dry like you hanging on the clothesline I'm coming out so cold like I froze time Know that you owe mine To listen my ol' rhyme I'm pickin at it like I'm workin in a coal mine This flow fresh, shrink wrapped in plastic They put me in the game now this rap is classic I can't believe what they make-believe Trying to sprout from the ground with no able seed I'm off the bench baby They aint seen all the work The time spent baby Doing all of my dirt And what it meant Crazy how the shots start to fall When you dedicate your mind And you give it your all Now this stroke like 11 when he gave em 37 in a Quarter Let it be known my tunes spread across borders Give me a throne I'm in demand like an order Ima pay it forward I'ma make sure that they clearing up my landing zone My airwaves gone travel through your families phone So, tap into this stream of conscious I'm on my Flight Path baby you could see its constant
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