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R.N.O.
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Hip-Hop/Rap
R.N.O. è stato pubblicato il 28 dicembre 2024 da JcameOutTheMil come parte dell'album OutTheMil
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Data di uscita28 dicembre 2024
EtichettaJcameOutTheMil
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM89

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
JcameOutTheMil
JcameOutTheMil
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jordan Colbert
Jordan Colbert
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Powdah T
Powdah T
Producer

Testi

Say word, uh
Uh, uh, uh
Here they go,
Tryna do me bogus again
Play what I was dealt and I ain't showing my hand
**** scared of time, get to folding on that stand
**** ain't even worth my time less they can show me a band
When I sell it, up the profit
Then I pack it up again,
If they put a hand on me,
Brodie clapping like a fan
How he switching out the clip,
Look like that Glockiana trans
So you best believe
I'll put it on the line for my mans
If it's steel, then it's on me
Real **** Only,
Tired of **** asking what's the deal, you don't know me
If your name ain't Nasloww, you ain't brodie
All these questions, sounding like the feds, **** police
**** snakes, on my soul
That shit potent
When you touch cheese, just look out for the rodents
If I took in all the bullshit, then I'd OD
I don't trust, no body, cause **** won't ride when you gone
Barely love nobody, figured that I'm dying alone
You gone have to drop all of that pride
And get on,
Switch like dat? What side are you on
I'm seeing that you looking for a rise on the low
F, you you and you if that's the timing you on
Devil breathing on my neck,
But I know God keep me strong
Talking crazy out your neck,
But you be hiding alone
Wrist, iced up
But my time it ain't froze
Make 'em blackout, like the **** iron was low
Bae I'm always on the move, ion dine, it's to-go
Girl you fine, just to keep it a dub, but you know
I don't trust, no body
Making money, I don't really got hobbies
Had to get it out the dirt, no sobbing
If I got a handout, Nas lobbed me
If it's steel, then it's on me
Real **** Only,
Tired of **** asking what's the deal, you don't know me
If your name ain't Nasloww, you ain't brodie
All these questions, sounding like the feds **** police
**** snakes, on my soul
That shit potent
When you touch cheese, just look out for the rodents
If I took in all the bullshit, then I'd OD (then I'd, then I'd OD)
R.N.O
R.N.O
R.N.O
R.N.O
R.N.O
R.N.O
R.N.O
(R-r-r-r-real **** only)
I don't trust, no body
Making money, I don't really got hobbies
Had to get it out the dirt, no sobbing
If I got a handout, Nas lobbed me
R.N.O
R.N.O
R.N.O
(R-r-r-r-real **** only)
R.N.O
R.N.O
R.N.O
R-r-real **** only
Written by: Jordan Colbert
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