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Splurge
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Splurge was released on June 29, 2019 by Up South as a part of the album Splurge - Single
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Release DateJune 29, 2019
LabelUp South
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM65

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joyce Ifeoma Onyenezi
Joyce Ifeoma Onyenezi
Songwriter

Lyrics

This is too easy
Way too easy
I get it automatic
You getting all the static
I ain’t shooting a movie
But my life is cinematic
Had to switch up the dynamics
Cloud ’96 is already a classic
They try to copy my habits
I seen 'em flip out, hit the panic
Watch how you talk to me
I’d make your ZZZ's turn into RIP
And I might charge a fee too
I do what I do cause making money is art for me
Born star from that lone star
The life has always been apart of me
I’m on my way up, so pardon me
No time to lay up, not sorry G
Graduated got some bachelor head
Made a **** wanna wife me instead
Said that he loved me, I left him on read
Gave him blue balls like I left him for dead
Cut him off short like Wednesday to wed
I don’t want you, man, I want the bread
You don’t got it, ****, fuck out my bed
Oh he got it, fuck what I said
SPLURGE! Unlimited, all of my visas
Bank go ma-ma-ma mia!
Hoes look at me and they mugging
EGH! Never would I wanna be em
Too legit to quit, I bought me a TM
Paid in full cause ain't no movie bout leasing
My flow to this beat is like sprite to codeine
I got the whole fucking crowd in here leaning
Hold up, hold up, hold up
Damn Jenezy
A chick from Alief
They ain't know you had it in you
Talk yo hot shit
Ya heard me
 
Oh baby no
I can’t fuck with lames who don’t have no goals
Or just want the clout so they trade in their souls
Like oh never me and I’m still getting chose
These friends, they claiming they ten toes
But only show love when I’m indoors
I’m tryna tell them that I’m next to blow
But they sleeping on me, matter of fact comatose
And their beef is salty so I feast on my rolls
On a Kawasaki, tell them mata kondo
I’m not just anybody if you ain’t know
Eh eh ahem lemme clear my throat
Ahem who else this sick?
Scott can’t even handle all of my shit
Heard from the vine they ain't betting on me
May God forgive them
Written by: Joyce Ifeoma Onyenezi
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