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Deceit
Hip-Hop/Rap
Deceit fue lanzado el 5 de septiembre de 2025 por Youth Quest Collective como parte del álbum Deceit - Single
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Fecha de lanzamiento5 de septiembre de 2025
Sello discográficoYouth Quest Collective
IdiomaEnglish
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía
BPM86

Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Etienne Muller
Etienne Muller
Voces
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Etienne Muller
Etienne Muller
Autoría
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
QuoraX
QuoraX
Producción

Letra

Come with me, stay by my side
I ain't never meant to disrespect your pride (Nah, never)
I get upset when I'm mad, but can you blame me
I wasn't like that, these people they played me shady (po-pow)
Uh (blat, blat)
Uhh, ay yeah it's 6xnjaa
Grrt, pow pow
Fuck Wertos and fuck them other diggas too
Switching on the daily, that's what pussy diggas do
I'm sick of people like I got the motherfucking flu
Why he playin' like a pick-me
But he actin' so tough I ain't got no fucking clue
Told them diggas, do not interfere
Play me, I know all these bitches actin' queer
At my level, nowhere near
I know all of 'em gon' squirrel up, leave 'em stuck, heater tucked
All these bitches gon' get fucked up (ay, ay)
You see me ridin' round with .45's
I know some people, they be demons, demons in disguise
Catch him, put him inna blunt and in the sky
I done see some people die, man it's hard for me to get by
Bitch come back i need a re-match
Betray me, I get detached
Fuck I hate him way too much, can't stop 'till he stops breathing
Can't wait 'till he deceased man
Treat him like trick or treat man
Got a Glock .19, that motherfucker gon' feed 'im
Wake up, these guns put him back to sleep
Stalking through the night, looking for bodies like deceit
I just spent a thousend dollars on some shit i didn't need
But fuck it, I don't give a fuck, I don't need the fucking receipt
Hop out the cut, I'm clutchin', eyes wide, I spot my target
Streets don't show no mercy, you slip once, become a carcass
Voices in my head like "boy, you better spark it,"
Glock with the switch, turn a block to a moshpit
Don't matter if he run, we always gon' hawk him
Homies turned to foes, seen brothers break they oath
Loyalty's a weapon, I keep mine, won't ever choke
I protect my brothers, yeah I care for 'em I do the most
Cross me wrong one time, then you dyin' without a post
Every move calculated, ain't no chances in this game
Stains on my soul, but I would never say a name
Don't you cross me once, 'cause then i won't be treating you the same
A lot of people told me, I keep pressure with my aim
Fuck Wertos and fuck them other diggas too
Switching on the daily, that's what pussy diggas do
I'm sick of people like I got the motherfucking flu
Why he playin' like a pick-me
But he actin' so tough I ain't got no fucking clue
Told them diggas, do not interfere
Play me, I know all these bitches actin' queer
At my level, nowhere near
I know all of 'em gon' squirrel up, leave 'em stuck, heater tucked
All these bitches gon' get fucked up (ay, ay)
Written by: Etienne Muller
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