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Nebula
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Hip-Hop
Nebula è stato pubblicato il 10 giugno 2026 da Sladeboyy come parte dell'album Space Cadet Music 1 - Single
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Data di uscita10 giugno 2026
EtichettaSladeboyy
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM84

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sladeboyy
Sladeboyy
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sladeboyy
Sladeboyy
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sladeboyy
Sladeboyy
Producer

Testi

(I love you, Trapboy)
Ay, it's like my mind don't take a day off
I ain't been laid back since I got laid off
The family kept me straight, my mental, it was way off
So now I need it more than game seven of the playoffs
Baby, I'm not regular, my brain extra molecular
Wanna link up with me? Leave a message on the cellular
Love me, then I love you 'til I ain't got nothin' left for you
I'm cool with who I'm cool with, so it's over for the rest of you
Let the bag hit and cop a finger in Temecula
Chevy space cadet, I push a vessel through the nebula, for real
I push a vessel through the nebula
Chevy space cadet, I push a vessel through the nebula
Ay, sippin' Crown and Coke and watchin' Interstellar
Ay, I'm floatin', don't you know I'm cuttin' up like a propeller?
I prefer direct deposit, so I barely know the teller
Antigravity, made my own galaxy, I float forever
How you makin' up 'bout where you come from? I could never
Go ahead and move suspicious, ain't a tie I'm scared to sever
It won't happen if you don't put it in action like a lever
They be actin' like I don't really be rappin', like whatever
Droppin' captions every time I get to snappin', I'm too clever
I ain't cappin', really get to rappin', laps around whoever
Ay, it's like my mind don't take a day off
I ain't been laid back since I got laid off
The family kept me straight, my mental, it was way off
So now I need it more than game seven of the playoffs
Baby, I'm not regular, my brain extra molecular
Wanna link up with me? Leave a message on the cellular
Love me, then I love you 'til I ain't got nothin' left for you
I'm cool with who I'm cool with, so it's over for the rest of you
Let the bag hit and cop a finger in Temecula
Chevy space cadet, I push a vessel through the nebula, for real
(I love you, Trapboy)
Written by: Sladeboyy
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