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Opulence (Radio Edit)
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Opulence (Radio Edit) was released on March 6, 2020 by Team Bang Dope Gang as a part of the album Oracle 3
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Release DateMarch 6, 2020
LabelTeam Bang Dope Gang
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM159

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Grafh
Grafh
Performer
Philip Bernard
Philip Bernard
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Philip Bernard
Philip Bernard
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Green Lantern
DJ Green Lantern
Producer

Lyrics

Gotta turn the beat down a lil bit
Uh
It's low
There it go
Uh
That's my spirit
It's pure
It's pure opulence
Uh
Don't try to dress me after them trendy rappers
I'm in a Fendi jacket, whippin' the Bentley backwards
Baby, you can smoke in the car, just don't drop any ashes
She a sexy actress, doin' her best theatrics
Too many Henny splashes all over my bed and mattress
I don't give any access, I got too many assets
And way too many foreign bitches with too many accents
Soon as you ready, you already past tense
Mama, we do the Kamasutra, I slide you in an Uber
Versace Medusa, my diamonds are brighter than your future
I'm a product of the sewer, I got my
Jewels out the bottom of the cooler
Your honor, don't tell my daughter I'm a shooter
I'm honest regardless of how I grew up
I got a dollar, you told my mama I'm a loser
But I'm Obama to her
Out in South Beach, Miami with Rihanna on a scooter
Got a thousand grams of Madonna from Aruba
Sniffed this top gelato and avocado
This is not McDonalds, I'm versatile, I reverse the style
Today I'm Rocky Marciano fightin' Pacquiao Acostomato
Then I'm Basquiat tomorrow
My girl said, "When you comin' home?" Not tomorrow
I know the borrow, the dollars I throw are not the lotto
Poppin' bottles, I'm shoppin' for Picassos
I'm the guy your mom told you not to follow, bless up
Pure
Pure, it's pure opulence
Pure, uh
It's pure opulence
I'm really livin' what I be rappin' 'bout
'Cause my kids gotta have a dad they can brag about
How you snitched and came back around? What's that about?
I drag 'em out when they draggin' out
I back it out then I'm backin' out
You doin' it for the 'Gram, I been through it before the 'Gram
I'm so cool with the plug that he
Gets most of my music before the fans
I take the coke and I cool it before the fan
I iced out the dab on my jeweler before the band
You stupid, you focus more on just movin' before a plan
All for the boat, my plug threw it across the sand
He grew it and threw it to me, I move it before it land
It's all life, it's all lights, it's all light
It's all right, my ****, I'm Sean Price
All the drug references in your songs are the wrong price
This gon' be a long night
I hate when a black man talk proper
And **** try say he talk white
But I talk white, but it's hard white, I'm beyond nice
There's no appeal, this is all life
This is on sight, semi-infrared-y fog lights
Boo-boop
Pure
Pure, it's pure opulence
Pure
Pure, it's pure opulence
Pure
Pure, it's pure opulence
Pure, uh
Written by: James D'agostino, Philip Bernard
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