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AKTHESAVIOR & sagun - Tetsuo's Ways (feat. Mick Jenkins)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
AKTHESAVIOR
AKTHESAVIOR
Performer
Sagun Khadka
Sagun Khadka
Synthesizer
Jayson Jenkins
Jayson Jenkins
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Akeem Joseph
Akeem Joseph
Songwriter
Sagun Khadka
Sagun Khadka
Composer
Jayson Jenkins
Jayson Jenkins
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sagun Khadka
Sagun Khadka
Producer
SODA-SOUND
SODA-SOUND
Immersive Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Uh, yeah
Sometimes this world could crush your broken bonds, tossed in the rubbish
Love don't live here no more, 'cause all my cargo got her truckin'
Part the ocean, still **** will act like they ain't notice
Flip the script, this ain't aerobics, Slick Rick, one eye be open, uh
Hit the Jane, feel no pain once I release, uh
Ricochet, when shots came, they end up bleedin', uh
Still there's pain, them dark clouds are undefeated
Puff loud, one of the reasons, still I'm Yusuke, chasin' demons
Whats the reason men must suffer?
I'm splurgin' through the seasons, but these garments couldn't cover
The stress that's deep beneath him, who my real homies?
Ain't 'bout no trophies, who swear allegiance
Who's gonna show me, that they sincere when I'm not breathin'? Uh
[Chorus]
Trust none, I can't trust a soul, I repeat, uh
Trust none, I work on my own, fuck a leech, uh
Trust none, plottin' on the low, tryna sneak, uh
Trust none, I cannot control shit but me, uh
[Verse 2]
Aye, I cannot watch every side of me at once
Gotta camera at my back door
**** want smoke, huh?
Sprinkle more tobacco and stick it in a bitch
Shoulder full of chips
That shit made of asshole
That shit made of scatterbrain
I got it back in order now
I was on edge like a border town
Smokin' through this quarter-pound
Switchin' what's important now
Not as much imported DYI like it's a shortage
How the fuck he spittin' portraits?
Sittin' solo
And it's like fightin' through a fortress just to get close
Black or white, I'm Glenn Close
Tryna keep the spots I got
Close your windows, a rod when I sleep, and spin the block to make my cypher complete
We cookin' leech, you play with waves at the beach
Ain't got stay here and preach
Say a prayer for my foes and my friends in the same
Was on my own, I wish nobody that pain
Was on my own
And we don't wish nobody that pain, uh
[Chorus]
Trust none, I can't trust a soul, I repeat, uh
Trust none, I work on my own, fuck a leech, uh
Trust none, plottin' on the low, tryna sneak, uh
Trust none, I cannot control shit but me, uh
[Bridge]
Can't trust a soul
Can't trust a soul
Can't trust a soul
Can't trust a soul
[Outro]
Do you wonder
Wonder
Will your **** take you under?
You under
Wanna open till the sun up
Written by: Akeem Joseph, Jayson Jenkins, Sagun Khadka
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