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Bashfortheworld - Darkest Before Dawn (Lyrics)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
BashfortheWorld
BashfortheWorld
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sebastian A Martell
Sebastian A Martell
Lyrics
Emmanuel Asante
Emmanuel Asante
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Potentgyft
Potentgyft
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Aye, Dr. Gunther (Yes?)
Dr. Gunther (Yes, what's the problem?)
Aye, man, aye, bro, chill out, bro, get the fuck off me
Aye, bro, you gotta—
Man, fuck you mean, "Chill out," man?
Trust me, he ain't been drinkin', he ain't been eatin'
Talkin' 'bout, man, I'm already chill, man, I'm all like, shit
Bring him in, bring him in, bring him in
Man, who got the Munchos?
[Chorus]
Aye, cause it's been a whole year since young **** shot my pops (What?)
Been a whole year and I still don't know who done popped my pops
Aye, but I ain't gon' tell nobody 'cause that's how I was taught (What?)
And the cops can't find nobody 'cause them boys too soft (What? You ain't lyin')
And you reap what you sow, but I play and I play in the plot (Yeah)
Whole lotta tape and a whole lotta chop (Yeah)
Couple new hundreds for a brand new Glock (Yeah)
What else? And I ain't gon' fold and I ain't gon' top (What else?)
And I probably won't find them folks, but I ain't gon' stop
[Verse 1]
Aye, so please don't try to ask me why I might go insane
Whole lotta shit done changed in my fucked up brain
Since my first love got fucked by a lame ass ****, uh
No name ass ****, 5.99 for some Hanes ass ****, aye
But big bro said don't trip, lil' buddy that shit build character (That's right)
Better get yo karats up 'cause these hoes ain't never gon' care enough (That's right, that's right)
And my mind won't register that a bitch don't want you to cherish her
She a cash money predator, so there ain't no point in sweatin' her
So what should I do? I'ma get me a bih that look like you
Tell her come through and fuck out of spite
Just drop a Deuce of the juice in the sprite, what else?
I might act brand new if you tryna come through then leave for the night
You finna get left 'cause you can't get right
And you might get left 'cause these hoes gettin' pipe, what else? Aye
'Cause I ain't finna stress if it ain't 'bout money (All 'bout the mula)
I been chasin' these checks, tryna get my money (All 'bout the guap)
Aye, and I know I get fresh but I still feel bummy
'Cause a **** got a lot on his chest, so the shit ain't funny
[Chorus]
Aye, cause its been a whole year since young **** shot my pops (What?)
Been a whole year and I still don't know who done popped my pops
Aye, but I ain't gon' tell nobody 'cause that's how I was taught (What?)
And the cops can't find nobody 'cause them boys too soft (What? You ain't lyin')
And you reap what you sow, but I play and I play in the plot (Yeah)
Whole lotta tape and a whole lotta chop (Yeah)
Couple new hundreds for a brand new Glock (Yeah)
What else? And I ain't gon' fold and I ain't gon' top (What else?)
And I probably won't find them folks, but I ain't gon' stop
[Verse 2]
Aye, but it's a brand new year and imma kick shit like Tekken
If you ain't get hit on the first, don't hit me on the second, aye
You ain't throw money in the purse from the last time that I reckon, aye
Young **** poppin' these Percs, so I been movin' too reckless
Give a fuck about love, I done learned my lesson
I'm off all these drugs, so I really ain't stressin'
And 'fore you started poppin' yo pussy, girl, I gotta ask couple questions
'Cause I can't fuck with a charge, shawty tryna get me arrested
Aye, 'cause I can't fuck Brittney, can't fuck Melanie
Bitch, I'm a Migo, I might catch a felony
Throw me a court, tryna get me a penalty, nah
But I might fuck Stephanie
Lil' brown skin thang and we got a lil' chemistry
And I fuck with her energy
But I can't fuck with a ho if she fuck with my enemies
Right, aye, so right now a **** just tryna get zooted (Zooted, zooted)
Right now man I'm just tryna get booted (Booted, booted)
So who got the drugs, who got the drank?
Came in that bitch and I'm already zooted, aye
Who got the cups? Who got the stank?
Came in that bitch and I'm already booted
[Outro]
Who got the drugs, who got the drank?
Who got the cups? Who got the stank? aye
Who got the pills? Who got the crank?
I might be a junkie but fuck how you feel and fuck what you think
Written by: Emmanuel Asante, Sebastian A Martell
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