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Hell

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Трек «Hell» вышел в 4 апреля 2025 г. г. на альбоме « » (лейбл «Great Day Records/Santa Anna»)Here to Stay

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АльбомHere to Stay

Дата релиза4 апреля 2025 г.

ЛейблGreat Day Records/Santa Anna

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Энергия

BPM77

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ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ

FattMack

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МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА

Mckenzie Haynes

Mckenzie Haynes

Автор песен

ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ

Cashmoney AP

Продюсер

Dylan Hyde

Продюсер

SMO

Продюсер

Trevor James

Миксинг-инженер

Слова

(AP)

(CashMoneyAP)

(Yur, was goin' on with ya brother?)

Twin

(I'm just callin' you, to let you know I'm proud of ya, you already thought that)

(Time to make your name in the industry)

Appreciate that, my ****, I love you

I ain't did shit yet, I'm 'Here to Stay'

(Before these **** was opps, they was fans)

(Love you too, brother)

(On my mama, don't forget that)

(Fatt)

****, I'm geeked off this Molly

Clutchin' FN, I'll leave you dead in the party

When a **** get out his body, hit 'em with gen, I'll leave you dead in the alley

****, I ain't never needed nobody, neither myself, I ain't never ask for no help

I won't tongue wrestle on no 'net, you a lil' boy, pull up a TEC up

Yeah, ride 'round with fully sticks, 'cause we know nothin' else

Yeah, I gave you everythin', now I got nothin' left

Yeah, yeah, yeah, you know I spend more cheese than I spend on myself (yeah, yeah)

I asked my pastor, "If I OD, am I gon' go to Hell?"

These **** hos, they copin' pleas soon as they go to jail

How the fuck you get back on the streets so fast? I know you tellin'

Yeah, yeah, I'll put down the gen, and come beat your ass I know you scared

Yeah, and who really gettin' money and steppin' on shit? Only time gon' tell in the end

Know a **** who pushin' shit under his muscle, now his brother stuck in the pen'

I'm gon' stay on his block for months and go take me a shot and do it again

I grew up watchin' Ke Money hustle, he kept him a gun, I'm just like him

Don't give a fuck about this money, these **** be bums, and I'm nothin' like them

And before they was opps, man, these **** was fans, you kill 'em, I got ten bands

I went big, on big, while you **** was playin', look at all this money I ran up

**** hop on the 'net, with a whole lot of TEC

When we see 'em, they never be sayin' nothin'

When we kick in yo' shit in, we gon' leave yo' ass dead, so might as well not say nothin'

****, I'm geeked off this Molly

Clutchin' FN, I'll leave you dead in the party

When a **** get out his body, hit 'em with gen, I'll leave you dead in the alley

****, I ain't never needed nobody, neither myself, I ain't never ask for no help

I won't tongue wrestle on no 'net, you a lil' boy, pull up a TEC up

Yeah, ride 'round with fully sticks, 'cause we know nothin' else

Yeah, I gave you everythin', now I got nothin' left

Yeah, yeah, yeah, you know I spend more cheese than I spend on myself (yeah, yeah)

I asked my pastor, "If I OD, am I gon' go to Hell?"

Written by: Mckenzie Haynes

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