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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
QWERTYAMERICA
QWERTYAMERICA
Rap
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Alexandre Cote Sergent
Alexandre Cote Sergent
Songwriter:in
Waun Junior Washington
Waun Junior Washington
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
The Grand Mess
The Grand Mess
Produzent:in
Tess Greenham
Tess Greenham
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Will Hensley
Will Hensley
Mischtechniker:in

Lyrics

I'll put my worth in better hands
Is anybody buying out?
Nothing left in the rubber band
Chasing calls on the shallow lines
I've been losing my religion
To whatever else is given to me
Hoping I'll be chosen am I hard to find
Searching high and low and it never crossed my mind
All I ever want is everything
All I ever want is everything
Till there's nothing in my heart
More racks, more cheese
More bad bad I don't gotta speak
More that less me
More new toys I don't even need
More stacks, more cheese
More bling more Cs, more skis
More rocks, more fiends
Please a little less me more things
Ay beans from the back of the pantry
Love to pretend I ain't ask for this
My old hoes can't stand me
Way to invested in this rapping shit
These n***** came for a Grammy
These n***** do it for a Pitchfork post
These n***** do it for the Youtube clicks
Fuck it I'll do it for all of them licks
And for 92 bricks and for everything else
Only reason why I'm hard
Cause I went harder on my shit than everyone else
Got a little taste got a little taste
Now I'm in the place no one can help me
Ego on me like a kickstand
Anything go for the co-sign
Greed turn the game into quicksand
All I ever want is everything
All I ever want is everything
All I ever want is everything
All I ever want is everything
Till there's nothing in my heart
More racks, more cheese
More bad bad I don't gotta speak
More that less me
More new toys I don't even need
More stacks, more cheese
More bling more Cs, more skis
More rocks, more fiends
Please a little less me more things
More racks, more cheese
More bad bad I don't gotta speak
More that less me
More new toys I don't even need
More stacks, more cheese
More bling more Cs, more skis
More rocks, more fiends
Please a little less me more things
Written by: Alexandre Cote Sergent, Waun Junior Washington
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