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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Marco Plus
Marco Plus
Harmoniegesang
Muchi
Muchi
Harmoniegesang
ZEDSU
ZEDSU
Harmoniegesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Micah Patrick
Micah Patrick
Songwriter:in
Demarcus Pollard
Demarcus Pollard
Songwriter:in
Jaylen Maull
Jaylen Maull
Songwriter:in
Zaire Nashon Farmer
Zaire Nashon Farmer
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Micah Patrick
Micah Patrick
Ausführende:r Produzent:in
@loneonmars
@loneonmars
Produzent:in
Flynn Kiely
Flynn Kiely
Ingenieur:in
KAINSOL
KAINSOL
Ingenieur:in

Lyrics

(Yeah) Panoramic roof so that we can see the stars out I was on the move since a youngin, never fall out Band playing, never fix your mouth to fuck my bands up Cigarettes and beer, I'm Post Malone but black and handsome I live, born with the crown and the rizz I was raised to be a leader so these niggas wanna bid on me No joke how I'm working in the crib Every day that I live I sit in front of the page and think, what should I write Where the perfect words float and sink, a fine balance to think That my perfections imperfect and my words critiqued By the All Mighty I seek, this not a trail for the weak This not a barrel that's pressed to take the life of the sheep These niggas wolves to me, so I got tools with me You see the skin on my cleats, been in the field for some years My back was carrying leeches, burn one for them niggas that stayed they ass in the bleachers Never seen the arena Never stepped to the plate because they not cooking they features I feel like Elon on Mars, cause I'm fucking with Venus It's two gods when you see us, it's king, hi when you meet us I'm surprised, I'm surprised, you ain't fall for the prize Winning ticket where material is threaded in some lies You see how Porky want death while I'm smoking on pine The sunlight shine and blind his tiny little eyes I've been so confused trying to figure all this life out I've been on the move, couldn't take the time to fall down Try to hate me, you been playing in a different park, huh Never had a passion, so this life is all I got, Love I need to wear the crown now, I can't fall to my knees Life is such a trick, I wonder when I'll get a treat Wonder when I'll feel the things that I really, really need I've been broken, to my point of stress I've been hopeless, trying to find a way Instead I keep poking, keep my head in here and stay focused I gotta stay focused I gotta get my life figured out, my time is running out I gotta clock and now the arms don't get it spinning now I gotta top the world to show that I'm way bigger now They told me I was worthless, but I've been a penny now A dime is speaking out, can I get your attention I've been on 10 still, I feel like Tension is building up, but you can't build it all And you can't see it all, but I can see it all A dog don't need a bark, a bite is all I'm giving y'all A part of me is dark, but light is all I'm giving y'all 'Cause we don't need the dark and you don't need to see it all 'Cause you don't need a spot, a goal is all you need and all These niggas is dead, bitch it's the kid with the tec Sending indiscriminate threats, my pen a script, niggas are hexed Southside finest, that's what y'all hoe said, I'm on the way to the top That's what my bro said, forever protected, that's what my ghost said Get your bitch, she a vibe, know she gon' ride it like a moped I'm only 25, but probably wiser than my old heads I'm trying to take it global, dawg, A lot of niggas doubted me I'm trying to say I told you, dawg, prophet making protocol I'm finna be a big shot, wristwatch full of diamonds You spend too much time on TikTok, bitch I'm out here grinding Trying to put some 24's on the whip Then hit Magic City and put a hundred hoes in the VIP Four pockets on full like I'm Baby n' dem, listen to your hoe When she tell you niggas don't play with him, if he want smoke, I'm blazing him Young nigga with some deep pockets, but my patience slim Have a nigga sleeping with the fishes, boy, let's take a swim Jordan four's on like it's '89, I'm blazing pine I know Imma make it, this just taking time, it's a patient grind The greatest rhymes hated by the fakest kind Crazy part, nigga, I ain't even really taste my prime (Nigga Backseat Marco Plus Yeah Yeah, yeah, aye)
Writer(s): Jaylen Maull, Demarcus Pollard, Micah Patrick, Zaire Farmer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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