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Close Range
4,068
Hip-Hop/Rap
Close Range was released on April 14, 2019 by Hunnit Plus as a part of the album Close Range - Single
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Release DateApril 14, 2019
LabelHunnit Plus
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM89

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Khalif Ward
Khalif Ward
Songwriter

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I remember back when I ain't have a dollar
I'm sliding in a Maxima 'cause I ain't have a squad
And I almost crashed the whip shooting 'cause I ain't have a driver
The streets taught me how to be a man, I ain't have a father
Warring with killers but I'm a killer, it's about who kill who
Told the judge I'ma stop toting my pistol, I still do
Sellin' that work while it's raining, my dicky got mildew
My shorty will kill you, I'll give him a check and a pill too
[Verse 2]
Bro need a pill, too, a rapper but I drill too
I need a deal too, just tell 'em make sure that the bills blue
They counted me out, I can't blame 'em, I thought it was over too
Came home and did a song with Kur, that shit was overdue
I shoot the way a soldier do, they want me out the county
How a opp get the drop? I gotta check **** around me
****, I don't drop a bounty, I was strizzed when they found me
'Cause I know that they be hatin' but I can't let **** down me
I was down on my dick and I fucked her and now she disgust me
I get close when I'm shootin' because I might miss if I'm rusty
This pound a lil husky, work got me smellin' musty
And them killers all around me, they gon' shoot you if you test me
[Verse 3]
**** just was tryna line me and now **** tryna sign me
Shit, I just jumped in a Bentley coupe, I hide from outta Johnny
I just came from the jungle now, how the fuck I'ma be humble?
I got pistols holding ladders, man, why would you think that I rumble?
This clip holdin' thirty, it's half of that sliced in this bundle
If I give you that rock in the field, I just pray you don't fumble
I told Ummi that I'm cool, told lil bro to stay in school
Put a ruler in my stick, the teacher said I'm breaking rules
[Verse 4]
I was stuck in them trenches, them **** ain't give me a quarter
He ain't give me no work, I came up and start fuckin' his daughter
We could cut your life shorter, we get it from cross the border
She a freak, I gave her to my man, she showed him what I taught her
I done took a hunnid losses, then I robbed a hunnid bosses
He keep talkin' like a killer but I know that he the softest
I just came from a pick and these **** ain't give me a hand
Man, he lucky he booked, when I catch him, I'm gettin' his man
**** telling be angry when that shit be hittin' the fan
They gon' buy what I give 'em for ten, they just gettin' a gram
I ain't never need ****, these **** done turned into bitches
And these **** that told me they was solid done turned into snitches
[Verse 5]
I'm just tryna get the riches
I'm just tryna fuck ya misses
Got a Glock nine and a full pound, they sisters
Astaghfirullah, still spoil my bitch on Christmas
Gotta pour up but the gat was in the door, they missed it
Took his chicken, all I had was my biscuit
I don't care if I could die for it
I risk it
Written by: Khalif Ward
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