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Represent
Hip-Hop/Rap
Represent was released on January 15, 2020 by Mindless Records 24/7 as a part of the album Apathy
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AlbumApathy
Release DateJanuary 15, 2020
LabelMindless Records 24/7
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM62

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Pierce Hammack
Pierce Hammack
Songwriter
Sean Devin Ray Beck
Sean Devin Ray Beck
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pdzy
Pdzy
Producer

Lyrics

Big moves
Old friends we're through
No beef (Gary who?)
Spray me with the pimp Juice (Jimmy Choo)
Drip too hard (Lil Baby woo)
Me and my crew (Toi, Coke, and Juj)
Walk past the haters
Hit em with the snooze
Sean how long they been Sleeping on you?
Way too long
Time to turn off the alarm
Seize calm
And bring it on
Me, my team, and Sean
Boutta topple all (NFL y'all)
Bitch I came to ball
Y'all play kiddie games (See-saw)
Me I play em all
I'm Eli Manning when the game Stands tall
That's why Peyton loves me
I'll even pull a Kaepernick and Take a knee at least I can spare a Ring
Real diamonds shine when You're really king
There's no flossin G (Irony like Kodak)
You drive a sports car
I sport a mystery machine
Ya I roll in peace
I'm the shepherd you the sheep
I lead the pack
And you flee
You rap about the trap
I'm not feeling that
Collar off the dog
You're tied to a leash
You avoid fire
I welcome it with bleach
You play to lose
Me I play for keeps
I'm ready to fuck shit up
If you're claimin' you gonna run It up
When you're not even a runner Up
How you gonna compete when You're not even showin up
I ain't throwin shade
I just shine on em with rays
As I'm lookin through my ray
Bans for days
Money ain't a thing
So don't beg for change
Broke boy but I run the game
When I'm hype
I'm not the same
Bitch I got no type
I like what I like
And what I like is a fat ass on Skinny dyke
Yeah right
You don't know nothin'
So listen to this song ima tell ya Somethin'
I don't bust if she ain't plump And
Givin me a little sumthin' Sumthin '
Not into baby names (Hello Pumpkin)
The love I give is nothing Compared to the bars I'm pumpin'
I've been stumped lately
But I'm coming back greatly
Thanks to Pdizy for the dank Beat
And God given talent to crack Cheats (Cheat codes)
Went from mixtape to album (In The zone)
Still waiting on a tour to be an Outcome
That's about as realistic as me Flyin a falcon (Superfly)
The lyrics they kill me
The people don't feel me
I guess that it's time to bring out The old me
Back to the OG
No longer the homie
Always been lonely
Keep it 100 (Facts)
Never a phonie (Put that on God)
If you wanna know what I'm Like
Then ask me to spit on a Mic (Mic check)
After ya shit on my rhymes
Time after time (Clocks tickin)
I tell ya my history's never been kind
If ima badass why ain't I signed (I Dunno)
Maybe I ain't lookin for a deal
Just to keep it real
Ain't here for mills
The only time I eat is when the Beat repeats
So I devour sheets
Eh
I'm just eh
Fuck on that bitch I'm like yeah
Check the atm I'm like damn
Not who I am (Nope)
I'm not representin me or the Fam
Never here for the glitz or the Glam
I was never made for the Intagram cam (Ew)
My life ain't worth shit
Just ask Uncle Sam (Forreals)
Used to answer more calls in The Office
Than Pam
Uh
Fire me, please
Written by: Pierce Hammack, Sean Devin Ray Beck
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