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Arrival
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Arrival è stato pubblicato il 27 giugno 2025 da Thrd Eye Ent / EMPIRE come parte dell'album Less is More
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Data di uscita27 giugno 2025
EtichettaThrd Eye Ent / EMPIRE
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM89

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Baby Money
Baby Money
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Carlos Deshawn Fischer
Carlos Deshawn Fischer
Songwriter
Marvin Jones
Marvin Jones
Songwriter
Patrick Mazara
Patrick Mazara
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Okay Jones
Okay Jones
Producer
Zara
Zara
Producer
Martain 1800it Parker
Martain 1800it Parker
Mixing Engineer

Testi

(Zara)
Tell me how I'm livin'
I ain't ever had no text message, tell you how I get it (Okay Jones)
Or tell 'em they ain't shit, you feel me now?
Uh, uh
You know it's on me, even if I'm in a bed or the shower
I put forty on a ****, he'd be dead in an hour
They said money or respect, all I said was the power
Bitch, I been steppin' on they neck since they said it was a problem
By the water with the gang, countin' bread up in the towels
Out the way, I heard you slang, keep your head up in the mountains
'Cause they ain't takin' shit from us, **** bled for these dollars
Dropped out of school, but you can catch me loadin' lead in my chopper
I'm fuckin' models, makin' sure they give me head upon arrival
Fuck some flowers, all the grown bad bitches want some watches
I done made it to the top and somehow became the topic
The only **** makin' plays in the air, I'm the pilot
Uh, they callin' me the GOAT and I ain't did shit
It's on the floor, bein' humble got me rich
This ain't no boat, sellin' hundreds got me lit
He'd be gone if I want a **** hit, huh
She'll be gone if I want a **** bitch, huh
So many stones, I don't want another kit, huh
So many phones, I ain't stoppin' for a zip
I say we on you, can't be lackin' with your bitch
A couple plains, but I call this bitch the ocean 'cause it's blue
Ain't the only one eatin', bitch, it's motion through the crew
If I send them boys to get you, then you know them **** through
I see some Timberlands on fire, bro done smoked the **** boots
Took some pictures on the bricks but now I'm posin' in a coupe
Went and bought some extra clips and now I'm loadin' up to shoot
Boy keep runnin' out of work, he got me holdin' up my room
They tryna let me meet the plug 'cause **** know what I'ma do
They ain't think this shit was real, it's time to show I'm the truth
Pop out half a man, by the time I'm done, it's damn near two
Can't let you walk inside my closet, still hide money in my shoes
Gon' withdraw at the bank, I turn my twenties into blues, easy money
Uh, they callin' me the GOAT and I ain't did shit
It's on the floor, bein' humble got me rich
This ain't no boat, sellin' hundreds got me lit
He'd be gone if I want a **** hit, huh
She'll be gone if I want a **** bitch, huh
So many stones, I don't want another kit, huh
So many phones, I ain't stoppin' for a zip
I say we on you, can't be lackin' with your bitch
Written by: Carlos Deshawn Fischer, Marvin Jones, Patrick Mazara
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