Découvrez l’histoire, les thèmes et l’émotion de cette chanson.
作曲 : Skepta | I've got a friend that gets high on his own supply | When I look at him now, I don't know the guy
作曲 : Skepta [Verse 1] I've got a friend that gets high on his own supply When I look at him now, I don't know the guy His Coke never came in a can Nah, there's no saving a man, it's no surprise That he's hanging with strangers on the road at night Talking to everybody like shit But if you've got any drugs, then he's so polite "I'm tryna be like you, bro", you know the type He's got his eyes wide open I'm looking through the window to his soul, I can see my guy's broken Hands hurting from the grudges he's holding One day, he will talk to me, I'm hoping He said social media gives him anxiety I looked up, I see him still scrolling It's a gift and a curse when you're chosen When you're the man in the city, Phil Foden Is it gambling, clothes or sex? You can't figure out why you're so obsessed Everybody got vices Everybody got thoughts that they hope to forget You said that you wanna be successful You never knew it was gonna be so much stress Life was easier when you needed less But don't look back, you might get depressed [Chorus] Fentanyl, paracetamol Panadol, Adderall Finessekid, I don't do drugs Feel like in a past life I had 'em all Trabaye down a rabbit hole Old demons attack your soul You got locked in pandora's box Think it's time you cracked the code Fentanyl, paracetamol Panadol, Adderall Finessekid, I don't do drugs Feel like in a past life I had 'em all Trabaye down a rabbit hole Old demons attack your soul You got locked in pandora's box Think it's time you cracked the code [Verse 2] Remember you never used to care about it Now you never go anywhere without it You talk like a tough guy, but you're a slave to addiction So who really wears the trousers? Your wifey never used to leave your side You got weak, now you don't know where your spouse is I had to slow down on the loud Some days last year, I was blazing ounces I could never sit on my high horse and boast Some people quit, some microdose Life is a game of blackjack Tryna see 21, it's all about the highs and lows I know the energy I put out, it comes back Universe reacts, and I prepare to react And it's Murphy's law for what I fear the most, how scary is that? [Chorus] Fentanyl, paracetamol Panadol, Adderall Finessekid, I don't do drugs Feel like in a past life I had 'em all Trabaye down a rabbit hole Old demons attack your soul You got locked in pandora's box Think it's time you cracked the code Fentanyl, paracetamol Panadol, Adderall Finessekid, I don't do drugs Feel like in a past life I had 'em all Trabaye down a rabbit hole Old demons attack your soul You got locked in pandora's box Think it's time you cracked the code
Aucun titre similaire pour le moment.
