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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
MRTZ Poet
MRTZ Poet
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Jeremy Mortez Wiley
Jeremy Mortez Wiley
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Rashad Gray
Rashad Gray
Produzent:in

Lyrics

I ain't never really fuck with you
How a ****
Trying to get a buck with you
**** say they your friend
They ain't trying to come up with you
You a fan taking pictures
Bitch **** never was
Really with us
On the outside **** be chilling
On the inside
Hater got your feelings
Poet put you on some realness
Im assassin with the pen
Damn homie cutting verses
Now I'm sending all these curses
Yeah yeah
Now I'm sending all these curses
Tell me **** was it worth it
Tell me **** am I worthless
Put in the plan
Its written in cursive
They ain't understanding me though
Talking no walking
Just like you a walkman
Understand it's vanity hoe
I'm Yeah yeah
Understand that it's vanity
You endangered like a manatee
I go crazy like a fantasy yeah
I go crazy like
Two recluses so exclusive
When they be caught
In public eye
Yes I'm the type
I been up all night I put up a fight
Two Jabs to your throat
Know poet gotta get it
That's the goal
Man you know
Murder she wrote
Keep it a buck with me
You do not mess with me
You just been tripping
Not catching you touching me
I been a pessimist
Oh that's the lesser me
Never learn lesson me
God be adjusting me
Never a pacifist
You can have both my fist
I just be asking if
You want the smoke with this
All in your station
When you come approaching this
Best come correct cause you'll really go ghost with this
Best come correct cause you'll Really go ghost with this
Poet be Gemini
Toting this Taurus trick
Oh little bear
I'm eating your porridge trick
I'm out here chilling
I'm killing the track
I'm calling it poetry
I am important
Slap the informant
No weapon forming
Cause global warming
All from performance
All for the garnish
Pop in the morning
Oust the forgiveness
No time for your mourning
Watch your position
No time for a warning
Hop in the picture
I'll rock all the armies
Keep it a buck
Tell you the truth
You not keeping it up
That what it is
It ain't is what it was
I should've seen what it was
From the jump
Keep it a bean
I'm going hit you with pump
Keep it a bean
Imma beam you right up
Head on the dotty
I cause kamikaze
Now call on your mommy
I go get the shotty
And hide all the bodies
Written by: Jeremy Mortez Wiley
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