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Broken Enviorment
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Broken Enviorment è stato pubblicato il 29 maggio 2026 da Lost EmotionZ come parte dell'album Surviving 17
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Data di uscita29 maggio 2026
EtichettaLost EmotionZ
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM81

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Duvy
Duvy
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tafari Minott
Tafari Minott
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Smallz
Smallz
Producer
Abdul Got Them Keyz
Abdul Got Them Keyz
Producer

Testi

Mhm, hm, hm (Yo, Smallz)
Mhm, hm, hm (R.I.P. all my ****, free all my ****)
Mhm, hm, hm
Mhm, hm, hm
Mhm, hm, hm
I wasn't fuckin' up the pack or just fuckin' on a bitch (Nah, for real)
I come from a broken environment, Glock up on my hip (Yeah)
Fuckin' up my sleep, I'm hearin' sirens, I hope nobody hit (Grrt, yeah, yeah)
I made the right, they made it right with me, brodie had to hit, hit (Hit, hit)
Stuff him in the pack, would've crossed the list (For real though)
I don't trust that lil' bitch, she talk a lot with a lisp
I'm from the Grassways, know when snakes hiss
Turn around, like mention my past days, but I can't entertain it
I'm really comin' from the pavement
My boy a tweaker off the drugs, oh bro don't take it
Hatin' I ran it up, why you want me in basic?
I watched you switch, you was a fan of us (Oh-ah)
Block hot, Glock hot, don't gotta fan it down
We was in Honda Civics, now it's Phantoms now (Skrrt, skrrt)
Tryna shake the pain but I can't, so it made me wild (Mhm, mhm)
Dropped a deuce in Fanta, that shit made me smile (Smile)
It's crazy, you tried to hurt me, oh, wow
Searchin' for a kill, tryna make my dog mama proud
So much broken smiles and tears, it's hard to be proud
Bro tryna ditch his body, catch a opp, it's lost and found (Yeah, yeah)
I wasn't fuckin' up the pack or just fuckin' on a bitch
I come from a broken environment, Glock up on my hip
Fuckin' up my sleep, I'm hearin' sirens, I hope nobody hit (For real though, yeah)
I made the right, they made it right with me, brodie had to hit, hit (Hit, hit)
I'm shootin' my stick, that my reflex (Mhm, hm)
We came up from the bottom, that's that hood remix
My wrongs made me a solider, man, that shit the deepest (That shit the deepest)
Drop that coke in the pot, and we watch it remix (Yeah)
O-Okay, why you up and leave me? (Leave)
Act like you don't need me (Don't need me)
I show you better, fuck them reasons (Fuck 'em)
I stayed quiet, I was fightin' demons (I was fightin' demons)
And I'll never let up, they wan' see me at my weakest
And if I don't give, you gon' think I'm geekin'
Picture-perfect, pitch a boy for a payment
Shit been super hot, so I ain't sleep, day six
I was that youngin', mama know I'm comin' in the latest
Too many angels, could I get my brothers back? (Brothers back)
This shit be brazy, seem like I'm just meant for that (Meant for that)
You said some shit, I swear to God, can't take it back (Take it back)
And we run off with that pack, can't get it back (Nah)
Ran off with my love, can't get it back (Get it back)
Sleepin' with them hunduns, I've been so attached (So attached)
Bloody hit the boy, no way he callin' backup
And when you pull up to my side, no comin' back
I wasn't fuckin' up the pack or just fuckin' on a bitch (Yeah, yeah)
I come from a broken environment, Glock up on my hip
Fuckin' up my sleep, I'm hearin' sirens, I hope nobody hit
I made the right, they made it right with me, brodie had to hit, hit
Southside shit
Long live all my ****
Whole lotta fuck shit goin' on
Yeah, yeah
Written by: Tafari Minott
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