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Yard2Yard
236
Hip-Hop/Rap
Utwór Yard2Yard został wydany 6 lutego 2026 przez Marnz Malone jako część albumu Yaqeen
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AlbumYaqeen
Data wydania6 lutego 2026
WytwórniaMarnz Malone
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM87

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Marnz Malone
Marnz Malone
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marnz Malone
Marnz Malone
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
prodbyhal
prodbyhal
Producer

Tekst Utworu

Look, I never had no role models
I was loading gold hollows
In that nine with the handle taped
Like what's the plan today?
You can't pick your cards
But you can pick the hand you play
And where I'm from just know
It ain't no dishes when they hand you plates
A lifer told me about his dreams on the yard today
He said a penthouse or prison
Where'd you rather stay?
Said this was chosen for me
And this is my part to play
You can go from champagne showers to gettin' parva sprayed
I just spoke to Gus
He said I'm in the charts today
But I'm on basic, so I really can't be arsed today
What's with the questions blud?
You're moving like a narc today
He said he's not a narc
And that's exactly what a narc would say
He turned into Rastamouse so we revoked his membership
I gave him the fryer to come barbecue them tender ribs
Colin told me focus on the hits, so that's what I did
That same night, I made phone call like I got 10 for sticks
Death isn't the opposite of life, it's a part of it
And you don't always finish who you started with
Yeah he's alive but he's dead to me
He did some shit that I can't forgive
I'll clear this room with one noise and that's my only party trick
Shit, I love my life and I ain't tryna part with it
My old celly was a bank robber like the Clarks I'm in
And you ain't gotta look up in the sky to know that stars exist
Cause bro's a Gemini, but use the Taurus when he clart his wig
Shit, we make it look nice, but ain't nothing nice
I seen a killer puffing spice, cause he stuck inside
I just whisper in her ear, give her a rush inside
I told her bend over doggy, she gave me puppy eyes
Stinger died, got knocked off his bike and it was unexpected
And I'd be lying if I said that I was unaffected
It's so mad to think I fed him, now he's on some fed ting
Used to be my bredrin, but where I'm from that's unaccepted
You think Houston's got a problem? Come to where I'm from
You violated, I was on that pussy like a pair of thongs
We smoked your pardy, I guess making diss songs was their response
And let them older **** know they'd never ever scared me once
I swear to God, I'll pop out like when Sideshow tried to murder Bart
Risk it all like I ain't on my second strike, burner charge
I turned a star, got 'em all mad mad
Would tell you what I bought her
But still can't pronounce her handbag
It's mad that once upon a time, everything I had was stolen
I known him since he was a baba, he turned Babylonian
On the run, stay with Jerry it weren't cans full of petroleum
In the trenches, reporting live from all the Pandemonium
My life's like a movie now showing at the Odeon
When we was getting medals, you weren't up there on that podium
He got a buzz from the white girl, Amanda Holden
After all these years, still richer than all of man's opponents
I got links like your deodorant, I can call myself a boss
He got corned outside the shops, foenem blew him out his socks
"What you doing on my block?" That's a sentence I've never heard
Beef me and live where? Must be in the metaverse
I'll get you first, before I let you get me and that's on my Pops
It's mad he was a rock star, now I see him on the rocks
Akhi when you going mosque? Do you not fear Allah?
I sat in the passenger and made the streets steer my heart
I stood on that corner, I was first out and last in
Cause I was taught, you're only as good as your last win
What'd he say fuck me for? **** ask him
I think he knows, I'm the reason why they slapped him
Written by: Marnz Malone
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