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Primetime
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Primetime è stato pubblicato il 18 settembre 2026 da Gavn come parte dell'album To the End
18 settembre 2026
EtichettaGavn
LinguaEnglish
BPM77
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia

Video musicale

Video musicale

Testi

Waking up feeling like primetime
Popping pills, thats my lifeline
Cant nobody tell me that right now ain't my time
Life's good in the lime light
Hella bands in my eyesight
Stacking up racks on racks, god damn that shit's like 5' 9"
Carry it with me in the back of my Skyline
Race around like 95
Ain't no brooklyn but when I check
My bank account I see like nine nines
Making bands legally now but I'm still use to committing crimes
Was cold but I'm warm now, my liver's got like nine lives
We back at it again, when I'm down I call on twin
If you need a spot we got that locked, hella bands in the Benz
Just make sure you pay us back, we'll shoot at your friend
Ain't no joke we both strapped locked in till the end
Shawty bad she take all of my bands
I fly private like I'm high off a xan
Shawty girl she's a fan
This aint a trend
Money till were dead
We're making music till the end
We got no end
Music, money, and fans
Exploring land, got me cruising through Japan
Is that your girl giving me head in my Benz?
I can't tell from the xans all I see is bands
You may not like me but I'm here like a trend
Scrolling 20 times and you're still one of my fans
I use the same rhymes cause I can
Misunderstood like a caveman
But I'm still better than (uh, uh)
Racks tall as Doug Dimmadome's hat
They also white cause they covered in crack, damn imagine that
Feel like Eddie Murphy cause I'm nutty and I'm fat
But I don't care cause your girl still let me crack
Don't gotta imagine that
Eating good might give her a heart attack
Baby girl just relax, arch your back, let me give you that
Think I'm tryna find her soul but my girl so cold
Ain't no soul in this empty hole
Waking up feeling like primetime
Popping pills, thats my lifeline
Cant nobody tell me that right now ain't my time
Life's good in the lime light
Hella bands in my eyesight
Stacking up racks on racks, god damn that shit's like 5' 9"
Carry it with me in the back of my Skyline
Race around like 95
Ain't no brooklyn but when I check
My bank account I see like nine nines
Making bands legally now but I'm still use to committing crimes
Was cold but I'm warm now, my liver's got like nine lives
Drinking syrup
When I'm down I pop a perc
Spend it all on a deadshot like a perk
Put in work
Sweating down my Gucci shirt
Dressed down in Vlone but I'm still hurt
Drinking syrup
When I'm down I pop a perc
Spend it all on a deadshot like a perk
Put in work
Sweating down my Gucci shirt
Dressed down in Vlone but I'm still hurt
Written by: Bryer Harris, Gavin James McGee

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