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Yeah Yeah
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Yeah Yeah foi lançado em 1 de outubro de 2023 por 2180313 Records DK como parte do álbum New Chapter
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Data de lançamento1 de outubro de 2023
Editora2180313 Records DK
IdiomaEnglish
Melodicidade
Acústica
Valência
Dançabilidade
Energia
BPM65

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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bryshawn Kirkpatrick Harmon
Bryshawn Kirkpatrick Harmon
Songwriter

Letra

Back in like 2018, I started writing the motel room was on fire, wake up and look at the
door
When we got evicted, I knew that my momma was tired
I had to go hit the block and make me some money
I ain't give a fuck, so I tried
I stay in the bando, they ain't fuck with me
Now I'm the man, hoe
I go places that you wish you can go
**** all on my dick like I'm Rambo
I'm applying my pressure, I'm ten toes
Everything that you doing, I did, though
Brody got all the products it's hitting
Had a chain sent it back cause the diamonds, went missing
Flooded my chain, they looking for the pendant
I ain't tucking my chain when I get in the trenches
**** do shit just to show off for bitches
Brody locked in, kno, he come with the switches
Fuck all that beef, I'm trying to get a million
Low-key bad bitch from the city
I want the money, the pound, and the green
He want the four, out the pint, of the lean
I got the red, the purple,the green
I got it in codien and the beams
Strapped up when I be in the city
And I know that they ain't fucking with me
I know they ain't Hurd of me in a minute
But now that I'm back it's time to get to business
Fuck being tough I'm tryna be the richest
Fuck all that love, I leave it for the bitches
Go in the club, I turn up with my ****
We hit the studio, tell me I'm different
****, this shit real
We ain't have shit
Had to come from the bottom to see how it feel
Got me a zip for a hundred, I double it up
Had to help my mama with the bills
I was still working with a nine to five, but I kept fucking up cause this shit felt weird
I had a bag and a couple of racks and it made me so mad cause I fucked up for real
I wasn't thinking about getting some money
We supposed to be living how we wanna live
I'm from the shore and I'm coming from nothing
I been feeling pain, I still kept it real
Know I'm a blessing cause I got it tatted on me
I told myself I wouldn't fail
Make some mistakes, but I know I prevail
Shout out to Brody, locked down in the cell
Back in like 2018, I started writing and the motel room was on fire
Wake up and look at the door, when we got evicted, I knew that my mama was tired
I had to go hit the block and make me some money
I ain't give a fuck, so I tried
Stay in the band, though
They ain't fuck with me now
I'm the man, ho
I got places that you wish you can't go
**** all on my dick like I'm rambo
I'm applying my pressure, I'm 10 toes
Everything that you doing I did, though
Brody got all the products, it's hitting
Had a chain sent it back cause the diamonds, went missin'
Flooding my chain, now they look for the pendant
Ain't tuck in my chain when I get in the trenches
I stay in the band, though, they ain't fuck with me now
I'm the man, ho, I got places that you wish you can't go
**** all on my dick like I'm rambo
I'm applying my pressure, I'm 10 toes
Everything that you doing I did, though
Brody got all the products, hitting
Had a chain sent it back cause the diamonds, went missin'
Flooding my chain, now they look for the penny
Written by: Bryshawn Kirkpatrick Harmon
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