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R&B/Soul

Vfx è stato pubblicato il 16 gennaio 2026 da SCARRED RECORDS come parte dell'album Mlb

Dettagli della canzone

AlbumMlb

Data di uscita16 gennaio 2026

EtichettaSCARRED RECORDS

LinguaEnglish

Melodicità

Acousticità

Valence

Ballabilità

Energia

BPM70

PANORAMICA

TESTI

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Scars

Background Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Dornell Pickens

Dornell Pickens

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Dornell Pickens

Dornell Pickens

Producer

Testi

Yeah…

(VFX, VFX)

Uh… yeah

Hollywood…

Ayy, turn me up

VFX, VFX, I don’t need no edits

Did it with no budget, now the picture cinematic

VFX, VFX, watch the credits

Name stay glowing even when you try to blemish

Lights, camera—cut you out the frame

I’m the real effect, I don’t need your name

VFX, VFX, say it with your chest

I been bossed up, you just stressed (yeah)

(Stressin’)

(No render, no filter)

(Big screen, IMAX)

(Yeah… VFX)

Josh, Josh, Josh—yeah I give you your flowers

You was touchin’ big stages, big moments, big hours

But seasons change fast when the hunger get sour

Now you stuck in the shadows while I’m stackin’ my power

Tried to tax my vision like I needed permission

Whole time I was buildin’, had a clearer intuition

I don’t owe nobody for my grind or ambition

Hard work pay dividends, that’s a different religion

Said you rock with me heavy but the math didn’t add

Wanted limbs for a favor, that’s the part that was sad

I don’t need no middleman to show what I am

I been him without help, understand that, my man

(Without you!)

(Self-made!)

(No shortcuts!)

(Yeah, yeah)

Heard you talkin’ on apps like the tea too hot

But my name ring louder in cities you not

I don’t chase no clout, I don’t move off plots

I pick who I work with, when I do, and how—boss

Do you own your masters? Do you own your lane?

Or you still just rentin’ while I own my name?

That truck look familiar, yeah I seen that phase

Lease up, dreams stalled, that’s a cold-cut fade

Too grown for the gimmicks, still playin’ these streets

I’m on private time zones, different altitude seats

Call me Hollywood Holly, yeah I earned that tag

While you rock costume chains tryna look like a bag

(Costume!)

(Not solid!)

(Props only!)

(VFX!)

Don’t be mad ‘cause I ain’t sign the paper

Don’t be mad ‘cause I ain’t join the favor

I’m selective with my time and my labor

Real ones know the difference in the flavor

Don’t get bitter ‘cause I passed on tracks

I don’t hop on waves, I create those paths

You mistake access for loyalty

I mistake silence for royalty

Clean kicks, real stones, no pretend

If it don’t make sense, I won’t recommend

I’m size eleven steppin’ out the frame

Left my footprint permanent, remember the name

Say it once more, keep my name out talk

I don’t move messy, I don’t street-blog walk

You can keep the noise, I’ll keep my growth

Different frequencies, that’s how it go

VFX, VFX, I don’t need no edits

Truth hit harder when the vision authentic

VFX, VFX, watch the credits

Name stay glowing, can’t delete the presence

Lights, camera—cut you out the frame

I’m the real effect, I don’t need your name

VFX, VFX, fade to black

Movie over, no sequel, that’s that

(That’s that!)

(VFX…)

(Big screen energy)

(Hollywood)

Yeah…

Written by: Dornell Pickens

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