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Help Me
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Help Me was released on December 16, 2018 by Groovy Gang/DUB LIFE as a part of the album Owe Nobody Nothin
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Release DateDecember 16, 2018
LabelGroovy Gang/DUB LIFE
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM77

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
El Hitta
El Hitta
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Julien Decoret
Julien Decoret
Composer
Krystle Warren
Krystle Warren
Lyrics

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I dedicate this to all my lost brothers
[Verse 2]
We couldn't even get a loan 'cause they ain't wanna help me
Got help from my brother, Brody helped me
Even though I'm gettin' warm, I feel like I'm melting
When nobody was there, Mama helped me
I got ladies all around 'cause they know the kid wealthy
When we got in some shootouts, they ain't help me
Petty-ass misdemeanor, you couldn't even bail me
You ain't loyal, bitch, you cannot help me
[Verse 3]
All the eyes on me 'cause I'm from Chicago
Also bitch, I'm slick as Johnny Bravo
You gon' learn your lesson, boy, today or tomorrow
All these jewels like my name Osco
**** worshippin' Diablo, they want the Diablo
Tell your ****, "Where the fuck your high go?"
I wish I could take another picture with my uncle Fonzo
Police grabbin' shells like cilantro
Peter Piper picked it perfect, should I diss him? He ain't worth it
I show up, I make her nervous, oversweatin', now I'm shirtless
Helpin' me by showin' courage, stayed a hundred, I deserve it
Instigatin', I'm allergic, your magic, gotta work it
[Verse 4]
We couldn't even get a loan 'cause they ain't wanna help me
Got help from my brother, Brody helped me
Even though I'm gettin' warm, I feel like I'm melting
When nobody was there, Mama helped me
I got ladies all around 'cause they know the kid wealthy
When we got in some shootouts, they ain't help me
Petty-ass misdemeanor, you couldn't even bail me
You ain't loyal, bitch, you cannot help me
[Verse 5]
Every damn beat I get on be a tragic
Every song I make is a classic
He-hell yeah, I'm flyin' like a bird everlasting
Try to rob me for my accent
Quick, you was in the basement, I was in the attic
Smokin' stress and feelin' like a addict
On Skeeno, I'm takin' off and my seat belt is fastened
Then I'm takin' off like a dragon
You can't trust not a soul
It's a lot of secrets that is untold
And the only person knows
Is the only person with the code, so
[Verse 6]
We couldn't even get a loan 'cause they ain't wanna help me
Got help from my brother, Brody helped me
Even though I'm gettin' warm, I feel like I'm melting
When nobody was there, Mama helped me
I got ladies all around 'cause they know the kid wealthy
When we got in some shootouts, they ain't help me
Petty-ass misdemeanor, you couldn't even bail me
You ain't loyal bitch, you cannot help me
[Verse 7]
Fuck ****, you could help me
I know there's a lotta **** that could help me
Fuck off
Now I'm sayin' R-I-P
Oh, now you wanna help me
'Cause I'm well made, bitch, ooh
Written by: Julien Decoret, Krystle Warren
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