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Nominated
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Nominated è stato pubblicato il 19 novembre 2025 da Young Determined Bankers come parte dell'album Nominated - Single
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Data di uscita19 novembre 2025
EtichettaYoung Determined Bankers
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM76

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Young Dirty Bastard
Young Dirty Bastard
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Barsun Unique Jones
Barsun Unique Jones
Songwriter
Danny Hamilton
Danny Hamilton
Songwriter

Testi

Winning Grammys one day like I'm Lenny Kravitz
So much trophies going platinum, it's hard to stash it
Today I'm on my John Gotti, money backpacking
None of my people slacking
I fit the role of the movie, but I'm not acting
New car requires plates, for that acquired taste
And this desire place, for mingles on the beach
Take me to your higher space, sneakers on my feet say your grace
Dream big manifests, I see it at a closer range
Advertisement billboards, we all up in Spain
I'm bad to the bone, conquistador is in my veins
Carnivore, maybe a herbivore, some diet changed
My eyes is blurry but my Ray Charles is seeing flames
When that building burned down, yeah, we still say some change
Not talking re-up but this all about the re-up game
If you want to be up, I suggest you hustle, mane
Enterprise multiply my system, we'll elevate Coelho de Vil
Seems like I've been on a doggy chase
I don't front the game, signatures to pinky rings
The ice water Fuji drain, copsauce's piggy chains
I'll be thinking meant to things, I see every rice and grain
And what I finally learned, the world don't give a damn
Shame on a hustler, disregards his family plans
Damn, he is sucker, pacifying his mouth again
Hey, man, might have to run you out the house again
I'm the plug of all plugs, make sure my router ends
Boots tie tight to the ground, stopping some Timberlands
Wu Wear the way to the sound, give me some dividends
Inch by inch, Clifford the red dog grew up from
Eating every cent, then he stacked it all, packed it all
Pull it in the back in the truck and we can wrap it all
Whoever talk is stupid, get snuff, you better watch your jaw
Talkin' like your stomach is weak, guess that seafood was raw
He crying for some Tylenol, I think he on some Adderall
He twitchin' and clickin' and he reaching for that waistline
Rock-a-bye baby, now he's sleepin' in the daytime
Demon eye lookin' a mirror, sometimes I face mine
Every now and then I read a book just to page mine
Nextel beeper chirp, we could hit the full alert
Get this money first, that's all we do is put in work
Written by: Barsun Unique Jones, Danny Hamilton
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