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Just a Regular Guy
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Just a Regular Guy fue lanzado el 3 de julio de 2026 por KLS 4ever Real Music Records como parte del álbum Just a Regular Guy - Single
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Fecha de lanzamiento3 de julio de 2026
Sello discográficoKLS 4ever Real Music Records
IdiomaEnglish
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía
BPM73

Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
OFF_KLS
OFF_KLS
Voces
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Mauro Jorge Cumaio
Mauro Jorge Cumaio
Autoría
Kishawn Letrelle Schouten
Kishawn Letrelle Schouten
Autoría
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
OFF_KLS
OFF_KLS
Ingeniería de grabación, Ingeniería de mezcla, Masterización, Coproducción
MORDWEY
MORDWEY
Producción
Lennyflp
Lennyflp
Producción

Letra

Just a regular guy
MORDWEY (MORDWEY, MORDWEY, MORDWEY)
Ah, shit (ha ha ha ha)
Ay, man, you know this be that-
This be that real East Side shit, bitch ass ****
Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go
Hold it to myself, always talking to myself
If I make a lot of money, I'ma hold it to myself
'Cause nobody ever understands me
Don't understand me? Then a **** can't understand them
Tryna keep it generous, a **** feel ambivalent 'bout all them people that keep being envious
Standing my ground really strong with myself
Can't switch no sides, oppositions can tell
This that real Caribbean ting
CW all across yo' screen
I'ma say this shit like every time
I'ma keep representing, like, "This my team"
Never gon' try to be someone else
Most of you **** can't act like yourself
Every time you **** lose I'ma keep on stacking trophies, same way that I stack my Gees
This that AWAL shit
Never sell out, we stay legit
Ain't got nobody behind my back patting me telling me, "We can't work with this, lil jit"
Sit in my room, record my song
Hop on the phone, and tell my bro
"Time to bring out that camera
Shit gon' get real, ****, 'cause we ain't living no skit"
Hating on us, but these **** be broke
Tryna live a rich life that they can't hold
I ain't even got that type of money yet
But, at least I'm humble, that's all I know
Stacking my hunnids and fifties and twenties
A rainbow is forming inside of my pockets
You **** got rainbows too
But the type that walk around with a limp-ass wrist
You know what I'm talking about?
**** be bitches, and **** be acting like dogs
Doing a trick for a treat
That's how them **** are paid
Them **** be taking it raw
Keep me away from 'em ****
I even feel embarrassed to compete with them ****
And usually I ain't embarrassed of shit
So, that's how you know how bad it is, ****
Standing with a bat, so I can swing on these people
Then I make a home run, run away like illegals
And I'm waiting on my VISA
Watch a young **** pull up in your city, top yo' charts without buying them fake streams
I'm the distributor holding a 100 percent
Don't flex on me, and go pay yo' debts
A **** eating good, and I don't gain weight
So, I thank the Lord, 'cause, ****, I'm blessed
Wannabe rappers can't tell me shit
They say I suck, while they suck dick
I don't even rap for real
But it seems I'm killing these **** lyrics for real
Even in the singing game there's a whole bunch of gay-ass shit
**** be selling they bodies like prostitutes
For a little bit of fame, and for a couple of extra views
They know it be going that way
No, I can't lie, I'm just a regular guy
Staying out of the way, slowly building my way to the sky
Anti-industry I am, here I go with this again
Can't be exhausted, can't be tired, I stay hungry, and I keep on hunting
Can't compete with me when it comes to this shit
I'm a real Antillean ****
You don't wanna try me, ****
Stay on that side, my ****
I stand with my flag, my ****
Anywhere I go, my ****
Had to let 'em know, my **** (ha)
Written by: Kishawn Letrelle Schouten, Mauro Jorge Cumaio
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