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Control
Hip-Hop/Rap
Control was released on April 3, 2020 by Concrete Music Entertainment as a part of the album Control - Single
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Release DateApril 3, 2020
LabelConcrete Music Entertainment
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM71

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cameron Bernard Smith
Cameron Bernard Smith
Songwriter

Lyrics

Molasses colored coupe, bend the curb
Feds watching (ugh) flip the bird
Tapping in with 4, what’s the word ?
At 17 we taught you how to serve
At 17 we taught you how to merge
Street shit with intellectuality
Pop a **** just for principality
She gone pop that pussy for me, actually-
She gone tape a brick & take a trip
She gone help a **** make a grip
South of San Ysidro eating fish
South of San Ysidro flip- *bleep*
Big back tucked, blowing thraxx
Strip club ducked, throwing racks
Henny in my cup , sip yac
Face of Rosecrans, big facts
Hickory Ave don don dada
Certified 900 blocka
Me & mi carnales top shotta’s
I just found a plug Oaxaca
Momma raised a motherfucking souljah
Big brother locked in Angola
I was waking up and getting paper before you had ya morning cup of Folgers
Pyrex, water, baking soda
I could hide the smell with ammonia
My bitch bad, Apollonia
Weed and YSL my order
Black ****, black whip, black tint
Black bitch, stash this
Need a stallion like Megan
Bad bitch talking cash shit
Look how my words be controllin’ the track
This for the trolls and doubters in the pack
Set up a play and still spittin’ facts
Murder any rapper, body-bag
Nerd **** with the words
Curb **** get the birds
Really living out my lyrics
Killathadon spittin’ all verbs
900 member, colder than December
Sneak dissin’ put em in a blender
That’s that **** Killa he don't just be talkin’
Take ya favorite artist, put em in a coffin
I ain't net famous though I'm really poppin
I done wrecked the Chevy, whats the next option?
Moms told me slow it down you outchea wildin’
She ain’t seen nun, I'm just getting started
Backwood blazing, racing, fornicating
Every single fucking day a brand new maiden
And now every jacket got a different fragrance
I need marijuana for my medication
And a hunnit mill for my dedication
I was OT workin’ ain't no fabrication
Prolly thought that we was on a vacation
Got it out the trenches with no hesitation
Sunroof back for the ventilation
All white Air’s I don’t do the Mason’s
Fat back got me hyperventilating
Still on the block, feet in the pavement
****! La Famil...
Written by: Cameron Bernard Smith
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