album cover
artist
PG
Finessa
Hip-Hop/Rap
Finessa fue lanzado el 6 de marzo de 2026 por PG como parte del álbum No More L’s
album cover
ÁlbumNo More L’s
Fecha de lanzamiento6 de marzo de 2026
Sello discográficoPG
LanguageEnglish
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía
BPM76

DESCRIPCIÓN

LETRA

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
PG
PG
Voces
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Henry Calvert
Henry Calvert
Letra
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Henry Calvert
Henry Calvert
Producción

Letra

(Hook):
I knew I'd be a doctor, a rapper or a felon.
If I go today, then some’ll call him a legend.
Look good suit, but even better in a necklace.
Big body, Lo Lotus, Scat pack, hell cat or a Tesla.
Run it, run it. (Ima... ima Finesser)
Run it, run it. (Ima... ima Finesser)
Run it, run it. (Ima... ima Finesser)
Run it, run it. (Ima... ima Finesser)
(Verse):
LA vibing it’s just me & Pete, we was on discreet.
They can’t get room, meet us at the Airbnb.
Phone on DnD. hold it down p.o.p.
Since a youngsta I been w a money bag like it’s C.M.G.
Lately out here I been having my way, put that G.O.D. Squad
Looking for the alley Opp, he just threw the lob.
Corporation, I done turn't a business office outta car.
They say one step at a time, went from the ground to the stars.
Real hustler gritta.
Kept it threall, simple.
Told her, see a sucker, lick em.
They wasn’t ever this official.
I know nerds, Scammers, dealers, killers.
Want it out the printer.
Backwood vanilla, hang out winda.
That little ****, done got bigger.
I just fought for me and mine.
Through the gutta and shrive.
In the building and outside.
Off a debt I paid them ties.
Seen the water when it rises.
In the darkness when I cry.
So I’m stomping on they pride.
Swear they doubting it too many times. It’s that guy
(Hook):
I knew I'd be a doctor, a rapper, or a felon.
If I go today, then some’ll call him a legend.
Look good suit, but even better in a necklace.
Big body, Lo Lotus, Scat pack, hell cat or a Tesla.
Ima Im iam Finesser Run it, run it. (Ima... ima Finesser
Run it, run it. (Ima... ima Finesser)
Run it, run it. (Ima... ima Finesser)
Run it, run it. (Ima... ima Finesser)
(Verse):
She been on my heels, tryna chase me, at a high speed.
Saying I don’t treat her with respect more like a colleague.
Saying I be acting like her X, that **** not me.
Gaging, sloppy, choking, crying tears when she top me.
Yea I up took it, felt you looking, so, they bit the bullet.
From that M I crook it, crook it. I crook it crook it.
How they ain’t on nothing, think they something, got my head gone.
Biting they be mocking when they jocking they was dead wrong.
Don’t miss count my paper now you’re playing with my intelligence.
Knowing you ain’t buying, don’t be asking be who selling it.
This how to be a player I feel like I’m Bill Bellamy.
I be wit them **** who ain’t got sense, but they got felonies.
Know what’s understood.
We was bussing jugs.
How you try an **** a **** over and still think we good?
City try to tell me I was popular, I ain't trying to be famous.
 I’m just me, I’m just P, I ain’t tryna to be gangster.
Written by: Henry Calvert

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