Do Enough - Dillin Hoox: letra, videos musicales y conciertos

Do Enough

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Do Enough fue lanzado el 15 de noviembre de 2024 por Country On My Back como parte del álbum Do Enough - Single

Detalles de la canción

ÁlbumDo Enough - Single

Fecha de lanzamiento15 de noviembre de 2024

Sello discográficoCountry On My Back

Melodía

Nivel de sonidos acústicos

Valence

Capacidad para bailar

Energía

BPM93

DESCRIPCIÓN

LETRA

Créditos

Artistas intérpretes

Dillonqq Daniels

Dillonqq Daniels

Rap

COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA

Dillon Daniels

Autoría

Producción e ingeniería

Dillonqq Daniels

Dillonqq Daniels

Producción

Letra

Set the bar high, here's a verse from the archives

That I pulled off of the hard drive, smart guy

Look into a shark's eyes, you'll get hogtied

Like I got mob ties, throw hands till he's cockeyed

If he fucks with the spinach, then I'm Popeye

I'll be outside, I don't hide face, stop by

20's were a blur but I got by

Thought I cap, why?

I do not lie, times got hard so I embraced my soft side

Life felt like it was going counterclockwise

Don't go offside, cross the line then you not wise

Cut ties, now I'm your enemy, I'm the wrong guy

Can't even pretend to be a calm guy

Can't calm down, I go off like a bomb, try

Coming at me sideways, then it's R.I.P. my guy

Now it's time to tell your mom bye

This ain't a game, don't you know I said no to fame

It's so insane, they say they know you, only know the name

It's done, it's a wrap, it's over man

You a bum, you whack, we know you lame

You gassed, you washed, you ain't do enough

You trash, you suck, you ain't moving up

You gassed, you washed, you ain't do enough

You trash you suck you aint moving up

I been putting hours in, I been stacking paper up

I been kinda humble all my life I always gave a fuck

I been copping properties and aint nobody saving us

Life is like Monopoly and that why I been saving up

I've been making money while my haters will just take offense

They mad they ain't making dollars to me it aint making sense

I don't need no handouts, I hold my own like I'm Rambo

Money is the motive, I'ma take care of my fam though

They said I wouldn't be shit, they don't know me and they not me

They cant stop me, they talking

They capping and that shit don't shock me

My baby got a body like a Ferrari, she do Pilates

Catch me rolling in a Bugatti in Abu Dhabi

What I dreamed about is being manifested

Haters wanna hate, they reject it, they can't accept it

Back up, I'ma get mine and stack up regardless

I'ma get this paper to these haters, I am heartless

This ain't a game, don't you know I said no to fame

It's so insane, they say they know you, only know the name

It's done, it's a wrap, it's over man

You a bum, you whack, we know you lame

You gassed, you washed, you ain't do enough

You trash, you suck, you ain't moving up

You gassed, you washed, you ain't do enough

You trash you suck you aint moving up

Written by: Dillon Daniels

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