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Hooligan Mode
10
Hip-Hop/Rap
Hooligan Mode was released on October 3, 2020 by Stray Society as a part of the album Transgressions Under Suns and Moons 2: Tusam 2
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Release DateOctober 3, 2020
LabelStray Society
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM125

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kerrick Anthony Metoyer
Kerrick Anthony Metoyer
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Da Monstah
Da Monstah
Producer
H3NRY with a 3
H3NRY with a 3
Engineer

Lyrics

We been thru hell
Mama been low as a snail
Waiting for checks in the mail
Product and scale
Gimme the product and scale
Then we could finally prevail
Broker than fuck
Hope but it’s never enough
Maybe life calling my bluff
Ain’t in a rush, we got some shit to discuss
Lord you don’t visit enough
Gimme what’s mine
**** finesse for the bands
I need them shits for the fam
I need advance
That shit make clarity land
I need the world in my hands
Fighting diablo like day after cinco
I been trenches I’m tried of the mingle
Where **** finessing like they ken Debo
I been in the kennel, I’m more of an eagle
Look
This shit real for me
My **** need bail money
Stay out the field money
Visions of houses in hills for me
Told her Miguel style
She wouldn’t pick up, I fell down
Bout to be up, she want nail down
Bout to be up, she want nail down
She want be first on my plans
I dip as soon as it land
Business as usual
Chasing the money again
I’m with my friends
We do not fit in no cubical
I need bag
I done been lower than sand
Stressing, got weed in my cuticles
Bring you a bag
Mama I promise you that
If it bring me to my funeral
Stuck in my ways
Only know how to be Stray
Burning the weed like it’s sage
'Member them days we was just hunching, a phase
Now it’s all how to get paid
Running the maze, where **** a run in with K’s
Pulling a gun in ya face
Don’t leave a trace
Don’t leave a body to pray
Over like Sunday, ya fate
Slowly it fade
**** in hooligan mode
Don’t get yo body on froze
If I can impose
I tell you how to get hoes
How to get money in rows
I gotta team, we only got us one theme
Fuck em and kill everything
Triple the scheme, i got the criminal genes
Triple the scheme, i got the criminal genes
She want be first on my plans
I dip as soon as it land
Business as usual
Chasing the money again
I’m with my friends
We do not fit in no cubical
I need bag
I done been lower than sand
Stressing, got weed in my cuticles
Bring you a bag
Mama i promise you that
If it bring me to my funeral
Written by: Kerrick Anthony Metoyer
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