Going Through Changes (Outro) - Mookey Baby & DJ TrellyTrell: letra, videos musicales y conciertos

Mookey Baby & DJ TrellyTrell

Going Through Changes (Outro)

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Going Through Changes (Outro) fue lanzado el 26 de diciembre de 2025 por DJ Trelly Trell Produktions como parte del álbum Light Lessons, Heavy Burdens

Detalles de la canción

ÁlbumLight Lessons, Heavy Burdens

Fecha de lanzamiento26 de diciembre de 2025

Sello discográficoDJ Trelly Trell Produktions

IdiomaEnglish

Melodía

Nivel de sonidos acústicos

Valence

Capacidad para bailar

Energía

BPM63

DESCRIPCIÓN

LETRA

Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES

Mookey Baby

Voz principal

DJ TrellyTrell

Intérprete

COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA

QUANTRELL JERMAINE BAKER

QUANTRELL JERMAINE BAKER

Composición

JOSHUA CORTEZ HENDERSON

JOSHUA CORTEZ HENDERSON

Letra

PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA

DJ TrellyTrell

Producción

Letra

It's only real and fake, man, it's no in-between in this life, man

Cowards gon' die every day, all day

And real is gon' live, man, and die once

Uh, Mookie baby

(Trip, this beat go crazy)

Goin' through changes and different phases

I paint a picture, them **** tracin'

Bag on the run, ****, I'm chasin'

My talent unique, I'm never basic

Don't judge a book, better keep flippin' pages

I been through pain, I stayed evasive

Kept it together and they wanna break it

I'm hot as a oven, lil' ****, I'm blazin'

I tell my truth, I know they mad

They know it's me, keep pushin' gas

Northside temple and I never crash

Mookie the greatest and them **** laugh

I am the shit, don't get left in the past

Hands in the sky like I'm catchin' a pass

Touchdown clean, not one scratch on my pants

Walked out the tunnel, then I did the dash

It's gettin' colder, I'm gettin' swoler

I'm like a stroller, I keep it rollin'

Step out and work on myself, I'm reloaded

Lil' mama eat me up proper, I fold it

You **** hatin', I just go bowlin'

Smokin' a stogie, plugs off in Poland

I'm rockin' ice, but I'm dressed like the goalie

I'm thankin' God, but I'm far from holy

Yeah, city laws tryna build they case

No traffic around my place

No tattoos on my face

And I still gotta run up that pape'

New broad that my ex-girl hate

On time for the money, never late

On bond, finna make my escape

I ain't lyin' to you, ****, I'm great

I was uglier than a motherfucker in school

Let me tell you 'bout the shit that I been through

Let me tell you 'bout the chick that I kissed too

Let me tell you 'bout the whip, paint the crib blue

Let me tell you 'bout the hard-knock life, brother

Didn't really need a gun, we could fight, brother

I was really tryna share my life, brother

But these boys stay blockin' my sight, brother

I was really in the field, you can ask cuz

I was down to the dash in the back, cuz

Hoes laughin' at my clothes, I was mad, cuz

Now they all want a pic, why is that, cuz?

On my lifestyle shit like Rich Homie

Bro talkin' out his neck, better get, homie

You was supposed to be my round, but you switched on me, ayy

Written by: JOSHUA CORTEZ HENDERSON, QUANTRELL JERMAINE BAKER

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