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Unknowns
Hip-Hop/Rap
Unknowns was released on February 21, 2020 by Derrell as a part of the album 25 - EP
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Album25 - EP
Release DateFebruary 21, 2020
LabelDerrell
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM75

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Derrell
Derrell
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Devin McMichael
Devin McMichael
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Derrell
Derrell
Vocal Recording Engineer, Mixing Engineer, Mastering Engineer, Producer

Lyrics

F.L.I.G.H.T. F.L.I.G.H.T. F.L.I.G.H.T.
Why do I always have to be the bad guy?
Fuck it
Uhhh yea
I know they want me to fail
I don’t give a mother fuck
Had to subtract all the flaws
Now them Franklins adding up
Man I heard them **** scheming
Tell them **** try your luck
Man it started with the ties
Now them checks is getting cut
Change my phone up, who is this?
I don’t pick up for unknowns
I don’t pick up for unknowns
I swear all these **** clones
Switch my phone up, who is this?
I don’t pick up for unknowns
I don’t pick up for unknowns
So bitch listen for the tone, ahhh
I don’t trust these ****
Like I used to (like I used to)
Cause nowadays **** so
Quick to use you uhhh yea (quick to use you)
Told shawty she can come over the crib
If she choose to (if she choose to)
OTW
She got the hint like a Blues Clue yea uhhh (hint!)
Now all the sudden
These **** know me (these **** know me?)
Where the fuck was you ****
You ain’t my homie (you ain’t my...)
You can’t get in
Because this fly shit F.L.I.G.H.T. boys only uhhh (F.L.I.G.H.T. shit, F.L.I.G.H.T. shit)
The way we balling on em
We deserve some trophies (uhhh)
Is that why these lame ****
Hating on me? (uhhh)
I don’t know
That’s the fucking question
I’m just chilling in my section
Trying to have a smoking session
And they slept on the kid
I turned repression to perfection
My inner circle so tight
It’s too small to drop a dime (too small drop a dime)
You mind your business
And I’ll mind mine (I’ll mind mine)
Dinner with Wifey complete (with red)
With red wine (spill it)
Since **** is plotting
On what’s mine....uhhh (bitch)
I know they want me to fail (I know)
I don’t give a mother fuck (na)
Had to subtract all the flaws
Now them Franklins adding up (count it)
Man I heard them **** scheming
Tell them **** try your luck (try it)
Man it started with the ties
Now them checks is getting cut (snip snip)
Change my phone up, who is this?
I don’t pick up for unknowns (na, na)
I don’t pick up for unknowns (na, na)
I swear all these **** clones (na)
Switch my phone up, who is this?
I don’t pick up for unknowns (na, na)
I don’t pick up for unknowns (na, na)
So bitch listen for the tone, ahhh
I remember in the 7th grade (grade)
Getting paid everyday (paid)
Every way I was paid
Cash was made
Nowadays **** throwing shade (shade)
I’m amazed (amazed)
They betrayed then decayed
Went to the View, I gotta Blaze uhhh
Yea I gotta blaze (I gotta)
Yea I gotta blaze (bitch I gotta)
Queen all day
But at night she got some badder ways (she in her badder phase)
Fresh to death
Like I’m buried in a swagger grave (like I’m buried)
Got a diploma
But I heard being rapper pays (a rapper pays)
Like, I don’t know what you
Really thought this was **** (what it was)
Just for a buzz ****?
Fuck around get drug ****
I’m chasing dubs ****
Split em with my blood **** (with the fam)
She like “I’m yours, ****”
I work them lips like a tongue twister (ohhhh)
I’m zoning, zoning I should call home (uhhh)
“Rell pick up”, you got the wrong phone (uhhh)
Been going off like a car alarm (uhhh)
On my wrist yea that’s a small loan
You **** can keep on frontin like I ain’t legit
I get M’s all Night but they’ll never Split (get it?)
So I don’t give no fucks bout **** talkin slick
Acting like I give two shits
I know they want me to fail (I know)
I don’t give a mother fuck (na)
Had to subtract all the flaws (subtract)
Now them Franklins adding up (count it)
Man I heard them **** scheming
Tell them **** try your luck (try it, try it)
Man it started with the ties
Now them checks is getting cut (snip snip, F.L.I.G.H.T. shit)
Change my phone up, who is this? (ohhh)
I don’t pick up for unknowns (na, na)
I don’t pick up for unknowns (I don’t, na, na)
I swear all these **** clones (na, clones)
Switch my phone up, who is this? (swear to God)
I don’t pick up for unknowns (na, na)
I don’t pick up for unknowns (I don’t, na, na)
So bitch listen for the tone, ahhh
F.L.I.G.H.T. F.L.I.G.H.T. F.L.I.G.H.T.
Written by: Devin McMichael
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