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Agony
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Agony was released on February 11, 2021 by Risan World Ent. We Got Action Records as a part of the album AUTHENTIC STITCHED
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Release DateFebruary 11, 2021
LabelRisan World Ent. We Got Action Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM88

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Khalil Bennett
Khalil Bennett
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Arayem
Arayem
Producer

Lyrics

Authentic stitched me
Child of the motherfucking ghetto
We was young, running the streets
“Yeah yeah”
We ain’t want no lunch, we ain’t even wanna eat
“Yeah yeah”
We was having fun before packing all this heat
“Yeah yeah”
Tryna get this money we ain’t even wanna sleep
“Yeah yeah”
Do what we want, disturbing peace
“Yeah yeah”
Shit was ludicrous we was bumping in the streets
“Yeah yeah”
Make them n**** sick we be fucking up the streets
“Yeah yeah”
I been stacking chips ain’t ducking shit but the police
“Yeah yeah”
A mom lost her son, now she screaming out in agony
Now another viewing, got me dressing up casually
My lil bro proposed to his queen, I congrats him happily
Been told me he was gonna do it, wasn’t capping I see
I used to have a homie he was like a brother right
Crazy when I saw him fuckin wit the other side
I can’t play no games yea
All of this pain here
All these memories got me missing my cousin Dame yea
& Leem & Lilskie it ain’t the same here
Lost Beezy & Lilskie in the same year
“2020”
N**** scheming, I don’t feel them n**** strange yea
Get on ya game stay the same, never change yea
“Yea yea yea”
We was young, running the streets
“Yeah yeah”
We ain’t want no lunch, we ain’t even wanna eat
“Yeah yeah”
We was having fun before packing all this heat
“Yeah yeah”
Tryna get this money we ain’t even wanna sleep
“Yeah yeah”
Do what we want, disturbing peace
“Yeah yeah”
Shit was ludicrous we was bumping in the streets
“Yeah yeah”
Make them n**** sick we be fucking up the streets
“Yeah yeah”
I been stacking chips ain’t ducking shit but the police
“Yeah yeah”
I gotta spit that real for the trill ones, gotta hold it down
Rhythm is my heart, groove my soul but I ain’t Tony Brown
This the soundtrack of my life, people think they know me now
Sucka you a enemy, stop telling them that we homies clown
Dirty money & dirty pistols is how we roll around
Still sending money to jails they know I hold em down
Dirty money & dirty pistols is how we roll around
Still sending money to jails they know I hold em down
The more music I drop, they gone get mad at me
From the heart this is pain & agony
That was gone, replace from something strength & energy
Shit I really wish that it was ten of me, I know they gone remember me
We was young, running the streets
“Yeah yeah”
We ain’t want no lunch, we ain’t even wanna eat
“Yeah yeah”
We was having fun before packing all this heat
“Yeah yeah”
Tryna get this money we ain’t even wanna sleep
“Yeah yeah”
Do what we want, disturbing peace
“Yeah yeah”
Shit was ludicrous we was bumping in the streets
“Yeah yeah”
Make them n**** sick we be fucking up the streets
“Yeah yeah”
I been stacking chips ain’t ducking shit but the police
“Yeah yeah”
Written by: Khalil Bennett
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