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70805
1,126
Hip-Hop/Rap
70805 was released on April 5, 2019 by Ambition Money Team / Get Dough Inc as a part of the album 70805
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Album70805
Release DateApril 5, 2019
LabelAmbition Money Team / Get Dough Inc
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM72

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ced.Escobar
Ced.Escobar
Performer
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ced.Escobar
Ced.Escobar
Composer
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Composer

Lyrics

Spinnin' daily, keep it off of safety
Yeah, leave 'em on the pavement
Yeah, let's go, let's go
Too much shit been goin' on this wicked in my city
Northside to the dark, 70805 livin'
Too much shit been goin' on this wicked in my city
Us nine-to-five paper's goin' crazy, you know we the sickest, yeah
70805, 70805, 70805, yeah
70805, 70805, 70805
Shit get wicked, **** time tickin' (time tickin')
Better keep iron on your waist 'cause **** come up missin'
70805, they metro bitches, dumb how we livin'
We'll catch you slippin', go to dumpin' since you thuggin' and spinnin'
This shit so sick and plus it's daily so my sister off safety
I'm steady hollerin', "Free my uncle" 'til he step out of prison
Just got letters back from the system, he been down for a minute (he been down for a minute)
R.I.P. Veeday, that's my lil' ****, I know he still in here with us
Remember Devin told me never put your trust in a ****
Next thing you know his friend killed him and I'm missin' my ****
Reminiscing 'til the day about them days thuggin' and trippin'
**** know that we keep it, **** know that we livin'
Too much shit been goin' on this wicked in my city (wicked in my city)
Northside to the dark, 70805 livin'
Too much shit been goin' on this wicked in my city
Us nine-to-five paper's goin' crazy, you know we the sickest, yeah
70805, 70805, 70805, yeah
70805, 70805, 70805
So much shit out today, baby, oh, and I can never let go
Tell 'em bitches free Booback, I do this for that metro
One ride to that 8th, for a fact I'm strapped with a Techno
Let a **** have it, sound like a cannon when I let that drum blow
This shit that I do, man, they tell me it's fake, but I really feel like I'm realer
And I split the money with me and my girl before I split it with my **** (okay)
And it go like that, know they ain't give me shit, I got left in the middle
I love 'em to death, but they won't get no bit
I don't sleep with no gun up under my pillow
Walkin' that bitch, I'ma look like a killer
They say I can't rap, but I bet I can trap
That there baby, put that on the map
Run up on me, I'ma push your shit back
Whole lot of straps, he gon' get his shit clapped
Push me to the edge, what's the perhaps?
This shit gon' get hit, that I leave him like, "Uh"
Don't get what I want and I'm sellin' my soul
Why you say that? Bitch, worry about you
Too much shit been goin' on this wicked in my city (wicked in my city)
Northside to the dark, 70805 livin'
Too much shit been goin' on this wicked in my city
Us nine-to-five paper's goin' crazy, you know we the sickest, yeah
70805, 70805, 70805, yeah
70805, 70805, 70805 (yeah)
Written by: Ced.Escobar, YoungBoy Never Broke Again
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