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Chapters Close
62
Hip-Hop/Rap
Chapters Close è stato pubblicato il 6 gennaio 2026 da SRT Records exclusively distributed by Santa Anna come parte dell'album Bare With Me
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Data di uscita6 gennaio 2026
EtichettaSRT Records exclusively distributed by Santa Anna
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM91

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Blo
Blo
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Blo
Blo
Songwriter

Testi

[Intro]
(Let's go, Miche, that's your turn right now)
[Instrumental]
I hate to walk out your life, but I got to
No teeth, this shit love, but it rot too
Hate to see you in my view, so I blocked you
But if you ever need to be fucked, I'll come through
Brownskin shit like Famous Ocean, not no KungFu
Moanin' in my ear you finna cum, I'm finna cum too
But I heard 'bout that **** you be fuckin' and that shit true
Lied in your face and I cheated, but I love you
Now you questionin' my love and I'm questionin' my drugs, I don't care if they real or fake
You just like everybody else, you just want a lash business, you don't want no real estate
Fuck mois', none of my jewelry fake
A real one, a real bitch, I should've stayed with Faith
You tell me pull up, I'll do a hundred on the interstate
Anytime you need something, I ain't never made you wait
You got amnesia, you forgettin' what I did
I ain't got life, this shit light, it's just a bid
It hit different 'cause you the mother of my kid
Soon as you lose an argument, you try me with my kid, yeah
Or leave her the baby, that shit crazy
Unless you graduatin', it ain't no congratulations
I was at the bottom, but now, look, we elevatin'
I told you abort the kid, but you hesitated and waited
Got the fuck on, bitch, I skated, yeah
I hate your ****, but I ain't racist
Bought you flowers and your vases
But why the fuck you leave when them cases came?
These pills ain't real, but they ease the pain
You say that you love me, but it don't feel the same
Say that you love me, but it don't feel
Chrome Heart glasses on, got all y'all lookin' strange
I knew she was gon' fuck when the liquor came
She just want some Don, she ready to fuck all on the don
Thought it was my dick, she ready to fuck all on the gun
Financial institution, they'll tell you I'm havin' funds
She got mad I fucked her friend, girl, I thought we was havin' fun
She got mad 'cause I ain't never text her phone, thought we was done
She got mad 'cause I ain't nut up in her pussy and have a son
I want a mil' for a tape, but I need half upfront, yeah
Opp **** in my blunt, yeah
.223s in my gun, yeah
Six-point-fours in my engine, I got faith in my high-speed if I ever run, yeah
Written by: Blo
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