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Hypebeast
1.317
Hip-Hop/Rap
Hypebeast κυκλοφόρησε στις 10 Απριλίου 2026 από EIGHTYM-MUSIC ως μέρος του άλμπουμ 80MPH
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Άλμπουμ80MPH
Ημερομηνία κυκλοφορίας10 Απριλίου 2026
ΕτικέταEIGHTYM-MUSIC
ΓλώσσαEnglish
Μελωδικότητα
Ακουστικότητα
Βαλάνς
Χορευτικότητα
Ενέργεια
BPM90

Συντελεστές

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lkay80m
Lkay80m
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lkay80m
Lkay80m
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Vice Versa
Vice Versa
Co-Producer
Samproducedit
Samproducedit
Co-Producer

Στίχοι

Hopped out, been the flyest **** from ?
Live from the centre right now on the segway
Why always me? The Vic done a Balotelli
What's a brick phone, I done it on my Tele'
Asked my mid how much he tryna handle
He's tryna get paid, give me like a ten 8th
And I still done it on my birthday
Still posted on a corner that I've been around
With the same friends that I couldn't be without
Used to frap shit, payments going in and out
She knows I'm antisocial, we ain't never eating out
Same **** bringing you up, gonna bring you down
Lines I was building up doing paper rounds
Cats coming off the lines like their Mailtand-Niles
See them blue notes, must've done a hundred miles
Shawty chattin' shit, like what you talkin' 'bout?
**** chattin' shit, like what you talkin' 'bout?
Get them bands in, fuck what their talkin' 'bout
Scummy hood ****, shorts still under my jeans
Used to hit licks all the way up in my teens
Before I copped ever leads, ringing up the V
**** on a hype but I was going beast
On the field in my supremes, tryna make three
I just sent a bitch three, I just made three
I get money ****, **** you can mind me
Fuck beef ****, you can mind me
Even though I used to be, I couldn't be an empath
Today was a great day, hit another ten racks
Listening to Durk but I'm thinking why my head's tapped
Probably can't text dad, he ain't never text back
Mum saw him in me and I can't forget that
Cutting past Lambeth, I used to live in them flats
Seen all of them cats, might get the guys chip
Block shit, money up, but really all the guys skint
I remember nice things, trauma suppressed
I pour up a set in at the bottom of my Schweppes
I miss bro but we never locking in again
Done some weird shit over money, he can keep the bread
I love Gwpa, me and bro really share the bread
Wake up, send a text, that's how I get in, yeah
(Yeah, that's how I get in)
(Wake up, send a text, that's how I get in, yeah)
Scummy hood ****, shorts still under my jeans
Used to hit licks all the way up in my teens
Before I copped ever leads, ringing up the V
**** on a hype but I was going beast
On the field in my supremes, tryna make three
I just sent a bitch three, I just made three
I get money ****, **** you can mind me
Fuck beef ****, you can mind me
Written by: Lkay80m
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