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Hell Yeah
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Hell Yeah è stato pubblicato il 14 febbraio 2025 da Team Bang Dope Gang come parte dell'album Hell Yeah - Single
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Data di uscita14 febbraio 2025
EtichettaTeam Bang Dope Gang
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM85

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Grafh
Grafh
Vocals
Irv Gotti
Irv Gotti
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Philip Bernard
Philip Bernard
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Irv Gotti
Irv Gotti
Producer

Testi

God only notices me when I do something real filthy
Then he gets mad at me when I don't feel guilty
Everything that is real built me
So if you can't fight, then how you gon' prove that you real?
Kill me? That is so pussy
Man I'm laughing 'cause grandma had me judge a man by action
It's wrong if you judge a man by cash times fashion
I'm busy dividing my grands by fractions
'Cause mama kept both of us fed with no bread
It wasn't until I was grown that I owned a bed
Code red, my role model was a coke head
My pops left and my grandparents are both dead
The Lord can't see through the black cloud over my head
That's why there's no sunshine over my bed
They say I'm heaven sent, but where heaven went?
I done flew over the clouds and I ain't passed heaven yet, my ****
Hell yeah
I'm a survivor, yeah
If there's a hell I'ma be there
The good Lord gotta watch me get money tonight
Hell yeah
I'm a survivor, yeah
If there's a hell I'ma be there
The good Lord gotta watch me get money tonight
Are you on the grind? Hell yes, sister
So give me one reason to smile in my next picture
'Cause in my next picture, I'm smoking weed in bible paper
My next L is the next scripture
In other words, inhale the last breath of a sinner
But I'm looking vexed staring at death in the mirror
'Cause I'm the worm in the rotten apple of dead center
Yes sir, thinking about breakfast and dinner
I'm hungry, that's why I keep my gun near me
While my ribs getting closer to my lungs daily
'Cause I don't need a key to get right
Get me from a buck and a quarter up to a quarter
And believe me I'm aight, all I need is the key to life
'Cause most **** that sell crack
Ain't never seen a key in they life
So I don't need the whole pie, just a piece of the slice
I wanna eat it and bite, I wanna see what it's like
'Til the judge give me the book and say read and write
I'll be hustling in your hood on a ten-speed bike
'Til I get enough dough to cop a Bentley bike
With some jet ski pipes, I'll be grinding
Hell yeah
I'm a survivor, yeah
If there's a hell I'ma be there
The good Lord gotta watch me get money tonight
Hell yeah
I'm a survivor, yeah
If there's a hell I'ma be there
The good Lord gotta watch me get money tonight
Yeah I grew up in a rough hood where they act wild
I lost fights but I ain't never backed down
They ask me why I hold the chromes
'Cause I'm a real man with a taste for war and a Y chromosome
My guys fry powder to stones, crack grams
If I get money with that man, then that's fam
Them rappers that run with the police, now that's ham
Yeah I stay strapped with some of that blam
So if you get robbed, see us if you want it back fam
I can get you that chain, I can get you that ring
I can get you that watch, I can get you that bling
For a small fee just get me, get me that ching
'Cause I'm grimy, been raised by the concrete, I'm street
So don't look in my eyes if you're trying to find peace
Look in my eyes if you're trying to find beef, I'm a beast
You can't be a stand-up guy if your spine is weak
Not in my section of Queens, infected by disease, breast feeding
All flesh eating, insects and demons and infectious leeches
Yes indeed it's sin, for forgiveness I'ma need an extra Jesus
Hell yeah
I'm a survivor, yeah
If there's a hell I'ma be there
The good Lord gotta watch me get money tonight
Hell yeah
I'm a survivor, yeah
If there's a hell I'ma be there
The good Lord gotta watch me get money tonight
Written by: Irving Lorenzo, Philip Bernard
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