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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Toosii
Toosii
Vocals
Berki
Berki
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Naujour Grainger
Naujour Grainger
Songwriter
Berkant Gunduz
Berkant Gunduz
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Toosii
Toosii
Engineer
Berki
Berki
Producer
Princston "Perfect Harmany" Terry
Princston "Perfect Harmany" Terry
Mixing Engineer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Reminiscing about the time when my dawg died
I got the call, had a hard time (Yeah)
Breathe in, breathe out
I was tryna get even, so we out
We gon' spin, like, oh, let the drumma fly
I got dawgs like alumni's
And we branded, I been hurt too many times and I'm damaged
I scream two times and he vanish
Messi probably still on the back street
My granny don't know that I pack heat
But they took my grandaddy, they won't pack me
I got too much ambition ****
Rapping won't in my fruition ****
My sister won't have no tuition ****
Even if I gotta kill to get it
Yeah, deadman walking
I'm a deadman stalker
He just a dead talker
You took that pledge and won't die about it (Uh)
I lost some homies won't cry about it (Uh)
I'ma put Niko on my chain
I'ma tat Tadoe on my face
When I look in the mirror, I see them spirits
Tadoe cuz, demons we inherited
[Verse 2]
Buy new cutters
'Cause I got some new pain (Uh)
Tiana my new flame
Don't know how long it's gon' last
But fuck it, I put it all in the past
Don't be surprised if my heart in the trash, just put yo heart in the bag
Stick up
You telling me put my blick up
They been waiting on a **** to slip up, five-five, six my mag
I just got a new bag
Got a new car
840 my HP
And it got a new dash
You could play, we go all the way
Watch how I'm risking my all today
[Verse 3]
Reminiscing 'bout my flaws today
Look in the mirror, see it all today
I'm still the same, a lil bit
You was hoping I'll change a lil bit
I just hope you feel my pain a lil bit
When you cut me I came a lil bit
Fuck it you like pain, well me too
I got a new heart it's Nip Blue
They saying I'm cold
But you fuck with my soul
[Verse 4]
Reminiscing about the time when my dawg died
I got the call, had a hard time (Yeah)
Breathe in, breathe out
I was tryna get even, so we out
We gon' spin, like, oh, let the drumma fly
I got dogs like alumni's
And we branded, I been hurt too many times And I'm damaged
I scream two times and he vanish
Messi probably still on the back street
My granny don't know that I pack heat
But they took my grandaddy, they won't pack me
I got too much ambition ****
Rapping won't in my fruition ****
My sister won't have no tuition ****
Even if I gotta kill to get it
Yeah, deadman walking
I'm a deadman stalker
He just a dead talker
You took that pledge and won't die about it (Uh)
I lost some homies won't cry about it (Uh)
I'ma put Niko on my chain
I'ma tat Tadoe on my face
When I look in the mirror, I see them spirits
Tadoe cuz, demons we inherited
Written by: Berkant Gunduz, Naujour Grainger
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