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Be Around

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Be Around was released on September 18, 2020 by R4TSHION/FOREVER K8 as a part of the album Be Around - Single

Song Details

AlbumBe Around - Single

Release DateSeptember 18, 2020

LabelR4TSHION/FOREVER K8

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM76

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

King Leeboy

Songwriter

Cameron Molfetta

Cameron Molfetta

Songwriter

Tyree Oliver

Songwriter

Lyrics

K8

Barely be in the city, but I still get the drop on the opp’s

Call me to lift the score we decorated they block

You want the urks, hit my mans, and the cost for each pop

Tell him who sent you don’t come just walk on the block

And I ain’t praying for my enemies let them **** get popped

He came through with his mans, his mans scatted, he watched

Brodie back on block, He peeped the feds said they watch

And now I’m thinking to myself who gave these **** the drop

Oh its a rat around, We gone watch him fall once brodie hit him with them rounds

He wasn’t a steppa believe me, He ain’t no steppa now

My **** snakes don’t fuck with rats so we gone put him down, you won’t see him around

Oh its a rat around, We gone watch him fall once brodie hit him with them rounds

He wasn’t a steppa believe me, He ain’t no steppa now

My **** snakes don’t fuck with rats so we gone put him down, you won’t see him around

It ain’t about me, but I ain’t sleep in like week

Making sure my **** eat

Ducking them streets

In and out them streets

Moving fast, cause the law be deep

Walk pass opp’s **** tryna speak

Mean while my **** they creep

Take his pack now that shit up for keeps

Where he at? he ain’t been here in weeks

Y’all **** ain’t got it like that

He got his strap, he got his clip but it ain’t no hollow’s in that

That back and forth, that shit is chalked my **** was never like that

Y’all can throw the at’s but when we slide, Y’all **** be never like that

Who the fuck raised y’all like that

Y’all **** aint on shit

Boul should’ve slid with your full clip

Claim that he had them bricks

But ain’t know the ounces 36

My og’s really in the mix

Them blue bags I watch them fill it in

I had the gas I wanted to win

Keeping straps cause it’s good defense

My mans was addicted to perky’s

He went from 10’s to 30’s

Boul sold him fake one’s

Its only right we hurt him

Make a play then the tables turning

That look mean unload it

Smoke the gas to deal with the fact

That my soul hurting

Put on my hood

Said fuck the mask

Snatch the bag then we did the dash

Now we running on the train tracks

Gotta count the bread cause we splitting that

Heard the law, I went through the alley

Called brodie said he made it back

Next day we gone double back

Me and them streets had strings attached

Telling on the gang I ain’t into that

Karma coming but I wont lack

I was down but took a step back

They gone hate been was peeping that

They would line just for a stack

Claim he your mans but ain’t got ya back

Told brodie watch where he at

Law know his name who told him that

Watch who you be around

Gotta watch the ones that wasn’t there when you was broke and down

But in your crib, eat out your fridge, but where they at now

Gotta keep a stick before they put you 6 feet in the ground

Make that next move now

Watch who you be around

Gotta watch the ones that wasn’t there when you was broke and down

But in your crib, eat out your fridge, but where they at now

Gotta keep a stick before they put you 6 feet in the ground

Make that next move now

Written by: Cameron Molfetta, King Leeboy, Tyree Oliver

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