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SH!T
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SH!T è stato pubblicato il 22 novembre 2025 da 40REIGN MUSIC come parte dell'album Best Kept Secret 2
Data di uscita22 novembre 2025
Etichetta40REIGN MUSIC
LinguaEnglish
BPM109
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia

Testi

I should go become a Crip, or Blood, or GD, or King, and maybe they'd listen
Rap about sellin' these bricks, of drugs, it don't even matter what kind, what's the difference
Might even lease me a whip, on dubs, a Benz, or a Beamer, just make it expensive
I said all this just so you'd pay attention, it's sad that it worked, but I'm happy you listen
I was 19 in the city of drank in the hood with a suit on and handlin' business
Archie Lee Harris'll tell you the same, we were grindin' for change, until bro went to prison
Hardly at home, I'm on 45 swervin' my shorty get worried I'm hangin' with bitches
I used to love 'em, but now I'm indifferent, my family and money my only ambitions
Run through these checks like I play for the Lakers, but everything golden like I'm from the Bay
No competition, the most underrated, since Jordan had coaches who ain't let him play
I got a million in me, infinity hits, and these rappers don't know what to say
I went to hell and back once, and then went back again, just to visit the friends that I made
They wonder how I got like this, wonder why I'm hot like this, let me talk my shit
They wonder how I got like this, hell ain't even hot like this, let me talk my shit
They wonder how I got like this, wonder how I'm hot like this, let me talk my shit
They wonder how I got like this, hell ain't even hot like this, let me talk my
Shit, shit, shit, let me talk my
Shit, shit, shit, let me talk my
Shit, shit, shit, let me talk my
Shit, shit, shit, let me talk my
Truth, didn't think it'd come to this, was really out my element, but now I'm on some other shit
I feel it coming up again, this time I'll make it thunderous, so call the kid Copernicus
I'm really getting centered in, son
What you know about your mama crying that the bills are steady stacking and your daddy's getting locked up
All I know is I was hopping off the porch, as a jitterbug, making sure to get it done, sipping on a grape Crush, EBT it came clutch
Mama didn't make much, always in the same rut, now I treat these motherfucking lyrics like a paintbrush, I came up, these motherfuckers licking on the same nuts that they used to hate on
Boy, I made a couple dots like radar, safe to say these bitches don't want me on the radar
They ain't from the block either, how the fuck they getting put on?
I put in all this work and I can never get a day off
You right, fuck it, I can take the next flight, I'm a fourth quarter demon, boy, you know it's on sight
When I touch down to play, boy, I call the whole hype, got me feeling like Mike Vick, the way I bring a bite
All these dogs, they around me and they drank inside the night, boy
I'm getting all money, they can get it on sight, everything they said they wanna do, I did it like twice
Let me take flight
They wonder how I got like this, wonder why I'm hot like this, let me talk my shit
They wonder how I got like this, hell ain't even hot like this, let me talk my shit
They wonder how I got like this, wonder how I'm hot like this, let me talk my shit
They wonder how I got like this, hell ain't even hot like this, let me talk my
Shit, shit, shit, let me talk my
Shit, shit, shit, let me talk my
Shit, shit, shit, let me talk my
Shit, shit, shit, let me talk my.
Written by: Frank Randazzo, Griffin Intrieri, Michael Aufenkamp

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