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Dark Tints
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Dark Tints κυκλοφόρησε στις 26 Σεπτεμβρίου 2025 από GDF Records / EMPIRE ως μέρος του άλμπουμ Once Upon A Time
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ΆλμπουμOnce Upon A Time
Ημερομηνία κυκλοφορίας26 Σεπτεμβρίου 2025
ΕτικέταGDF Records / EMPIRE
ΓλώσσαEnglish
Μελωδικότητα
Ακουστικότητα
Βαλάνς
Χορευτικότητα
Ενέργεια
BPM77

Συντελεστές

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jay Worthy
Jay Worthy
Vocals
03 Greedo
03 Greedo
Vocals
Conductor Williams
Conductor Williams
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
03 Greedo
03 Greedo
Songwriter
Conductor Williams
Conductor Williams
Songwriter
J Sidhoo
J Sidhoo
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Conductor Williams
Conductor Williams
Producer
Sean House
Sean House
Mixing Engineer, Recording Engineer, Mastering Engineer
Melo
Melo
Recording Engineer, Mixing Engineer, Mastering Engineer

Στίχοι

[Intro]
(Conductor, we have a problem)
What's happenin'?
Check it out, yeah
Uh-huh
Yeah
(Conductor)
[Verse 1]
Powder softer than baby shit
Mercedes-Benz in the SL with the latest kit
Backseat, choppin' lines with a famous bitch
And I don't hide the way that I live, I just say this shit
Write a script and be the main like I'm playin' it
Gangster shit, was you like Caine or like Drea bitch?
Or was you like A-Hype? Pull up and sprayin' shit
Walk 'em down like Cube, stand over and finish 'em
Type of shit I liked to watch as a lil' kid
Watched the way that O-Dog walked and started to mimic it
I was ten when I first started this
Smokin' weed with my boy Johnny Pavlakis
It's that sick, now I chuck rules, I'm the baddest
Michael Jack' with a Pepsi can or Ray Charles in a spaceship
I can't see shit with dark tints
[Verse 2]
So now I'm on the block, phone booth like Clark Kent
'Cause on my side of town, that's just a sign you got dark skin
A bunch of contraband, you paranoid where you parkin'
The tender age of twelve, I found a toy on a park bench
Just because I went to jail, police can tour my apartment
Late teens, early twenties, time I faced ain't no mark shit
Been on the right path, but I won't hesitate to still park shit
I mind my business, get my money, and act like they don't start shit
Spillin' thousand-dollar sodas on the custom-made carpet
I ain't tryna stop what I started
**** playin' with my name like the block wasn't retarded
If this was the older days, you'd be watchin' what you say
'Cause we knowin' that your face'd be on the back of a carton, ooh-ooh
(Damn, Conductor, where'd you find this?)
[Outro]
Worthy
P Worthy
Street legend
Let me give y'all a lil' story 'bout P Worthy
I met him in Bompton
In the spot with a gang of homies
He walk in one day, we in there bickin' it
I'm like, "What's up, bro? Where you from?"
He like, "I'm from Piru"
I'm like, "Five sure," we been locked in ever since
This ain't no fairy tale
This is real street shit
A solid ****
No cut
Westside
Written by: 03 Greedo, Conductor Williams, J Sidhoo
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