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4:30
1,433
Hip-Hop/Rap
4:30は、アルバム『{albumName}』の一部として2022年6月29日にYLPによりリリースされました4:30 - Single
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アルバム4:30 - Single
リリース日2022年6月29日
レーベルYLP
言語English
メロディック度
アコースティック度
ヴァランス
ダンサビリティ
エネルギー
BPM93

クレジット

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Hustl3hard YLP
Hustl3hard YLP
Songwriter
365 YLP
Songwriter

歌詞

Still working, stay working, always
You **** can't keep up
The way I'm shooting all these shots, come like Henry at Arsenal
**** really put in work, I didn't ever miss a parcel
It's a five figure day and I swear it's only half-four
Autopilot on a whip, what the fuck I gotta park for?
You see, I'm getting to the bag, I ain't sweating 'bout a chick
Six figures in the stash, I ain't ever touched a brick
Two bags on my coat, eight bills on my kicks
I just stacked another ten, I ain't taking any trips
The life that we live, they're saying that it's risky
Twenty on a coupe ****, blink and you'll miss me
Eight bags on my teeth, should make her pay, just to kiss me
How you talking on the guys? You ain't ever counted fifty
The way I'm getting paid, I could buy a bitch a Birkin
Ain't no minimum wage, all my guys stay working
See you tryna keep up, I know your pockets hurting
Don't come too close, my diamonds shine more in person
The way I'm shooting all these shots, come like Henry at Arsenal
**** really put in work, I didn't ever miss a parcel
It's a five figure day and I swear it's only half-four
Autopilot on a whip, what the fuck I gotta park for?
The way I'm shooting all these shots, come like Henry at Arsenal
**** really put in work, I didn't ever miss a parcel
It's a five figure day and I swear it's only half-four
Autopilot on a whip, what the fuck I gotta park for?
I've been stuck in my ways, hitting all these clean runs
Made a 100k twice, yeah, you know the money can't done
When the grind don't work, all I got to do is push more
And I just get head, what the fuck I gotta hit for?
I can tell these **** jealous, I was seventeen with thirty
Next time I cop s'aink, skelly or an AP
I'm smoking all this cali, got my body feeling lazy
It's been four years, man, you **** gotta rate me
She seen my lifestyle, now she's telling me she miss me
But I only hit once, cuh the second time is risky
I'm fully online, yeah, there's twenty on my wheels
We're the talk of the town, all these bitches wanna know
And I'm sipping on this codeine, it's got me feeling slow
I'ma take me a risk, I'll make it back if it goes
I don't really need to talk, see my wrist and it shows
Once I'm done with this hoe, I'ma swing it to my bro
Couldn't care about a loss, money comes and it goes
And the Roley 18k, talking straight rose gold
Put my foot down in this coupe, doing hundred on the motts
And my body full of drugs, man, I pray I make it home
Couldn't care about a loss, money comes and it goes
And the Roley 18k, talking straight rose gold
Put my foot down in this coupe, doing hundred on the motts
And my body full of drugs, man, I pray I make it home
The way I'm shooting all these shots, come like Henry at Arsenal
**** really put in work, I didn't ever miss a parcel
It's a five figure day and I swear it's only half-four
Autopilot on a whip, what the fuck I gotta park for?
The way I'm shooting all these shots, come like Henry at Arsenal
**** really put in work, I didn't ever miss a parcel
It's a five figure day and I swear it's only half-four
Autopilot on a whip, what the fuck I gotta park for?
Written by: 365 YLP, Hustl3hard YLP
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