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Gucci Mane

Zenei stílus: Pop/Rock Kiadás éve: 2025

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Előadó: Jessie Murph

Zeneszerző: Abby-Lynn Keen, Beninu Adolemiui, Howard Kaylan, Jessie Murph, Mark Volman, Radric Davis, Shondrae Crawford, Warren Felder
Dalszövegíró: Abby-Lynn Keen, Beninu Adolemiui, Howard Kaylan, Jessie Murph, Mark Volman, Radric Davis, Shondrae Crawford, Warren Felder

I'm from Alabama

I'm 'bout 4'11
I've got a shitty father

And I'd like to go to Heaven
Internally I'm scrappy

But I'm afraid to fight
I prefer to keep my hoops in

So I stay in at night

They tell me not to falter

To tell 'em who I am
But I'm not fucking sure

I know I love shitty men
They normally contribute

To the state that I'm in
This place that I'm in

This fucking state that I'm in

Sometimes in the morning

I feel bad when I get up
And I look around my house

And I look at all the stuff
I get to feeling guilty

And I think about my mom
I'm the first one in my family

To see a million bucks

No, I don't wanna talk about it
I'd rather write my way around it
'Cause I don't wanna talk about it
No, I don't like the way it sounded
And I don't know no one around here
And I don't wanna talk about it
I don't wanna talk about it

I'm not much of a cooker

But I like to make my pasta
I throw it in the pot

And I mix it with the thought of

Losing all I've ever had

Losing all I've ever fought for
And then I get high

And I wonder what it's all for

I write songs about my father

And the fucked up shit he did
But I take one out the chamber

'Cause I'm learning to forgive
I would rather not throw him

Right up under the bus
Though I used to wish someday

That he'd get hit by that bus

I would like to not be bitter

And not take that back
And I prefer it sweet

But still I take my coffee black
And it's four in the morning

And I wake up in a sweat
Paranoid that someone's there

It's only ever just the wind

Oh, I don't wanna talk about it
I wanna write my way around it
No, I don't wanna talk about it
No, I don't like the way it sounds
And I don't know no one around here
And I don't wanna talk about it

So now that I'm twenty

And I'm trying to figure out
What the hell to do with love

And what the hell to do without
I walk in with my head high

I feel like a tall child
I sampled Lemonade

And make Gucci Mane proud

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