Play Pretend by Dread Pitt, Josimar Gomes, & Aristoteles
On my second collab with Josimar Gomes, we recruited Dutch artist Aristoteles for a second verse. The result: a hard-hitting, arabic-influenced, genre-bending trap banger.
Tracklist
| 1. | Dread Pitt, Josimar Gomes, & Aristoteles - Play Pretend | 3:15 |
Lyrics
They don't wanna see me win
Boy don't play pretend
They don't wanna see you win
Boy, don't play pretend
Let me sharp my lense up
Shit I pull my pants up
Adjust that bit of static
In your eyes, I can see panic, boy
Don't you try to mess up
Or else you need to clean up
Collecting all them checks huh?
And then you scream all facts huh?
Man all these rappers out here cap
I'm not even mad at that
If you rather drown in your lies
Just gimme a sign
Nigga I am fine with that
I guess that's just the difference
Hit ya girl up for some kisses
Had her all up in my mentions & her feelings
Plus she spanish
From this pressure I make diamonds
That's why my pen is so polished
I was done with being modest
Cause my bro was suicidal
Had my life all up in shambles
That's the cost to be artist
But I'll do it all again
If I'm being completely honest
What is life?
Am I even real?
Am I in a simulation?
Tell me how can I tell?
Tracks on the shelf
Broke the damn shelf
While my nigga out here
Losing weight like Adele
He was in his bag
But he wasn't himself
That's when I let him down
He prolly needed help
He was walking round these streets with the damage
I think we all walking round with some bagage
They don't wanna see you win
Boy don't play pretend
They don't wanna see me win
Boy, don't play pretend
No power formed against me boy shall ever prosper
Winning with the team then go order lobster
Thats all we know round table like a mobster
Put the fake in line , na we ain’t lacking structure
All we wanna see W’s
No new friends no none of you
All you niggas real comical
We gonna see who stands when the summers due
Play pretend I seen your chronicles
Y’all mostly loud like carnivals
I know your type
Really should’ve been
You know on sight
For the glory I
Press no breaks
You know I fight
I got a chip shoulder right
I remember well
When they all declined
Treat me like a dick and they all loved dikes
But I kept it rolling like i’m dolomyte
Even through it all you know I rise
Like the chosen one
You know like christ
They don't wanna see you win
Boy don't play pretend
They don't wanna see me win
Boy, don't play pretend
Credits
License
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Don’t expect to hear only one style in my music.
I get inspired by sounds from all over the world, whether it’s an African drum or a Middle Eastern flute, So it’s impossible for me to stick to only one style. I’ve decided to embrace that and make whatever pops up in my mind. So in my music, it's not weird to go from chill afrobeats, to tropical trap and hip hop, to hard-hitting trailer music.