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Adrenaline
Hip-Hop/Rap
Adrenaline was released on October 22, 2021 by Wikked Ice Ent as a part of the album Frozt Bitten
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Release DateOctober 22, 2021
LabelWikked Ice Ent
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM103

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Donald Coakley Jr
Donald Coakley Jr
Songwriter
Gerrell Dykus
Gerrell Dykus
Songwriter

Lyrics

Just call me Lil Relo, I'm that **** on a mission
Chillin' at the party, yeah, the feelings get addictin
You claim you on my side, lil' homie, then I see you switchin
I see you are the same, so then I just start actin' different
These **** do not get it, you just gotta move on
If you want some things to change, you have to pick a new song
You the type of **** get some money, get a new bong
I'm the type of **** get some money, get a new home
Hold up, I did that, I was only 17
Used to stay down in the tent, but now I'm always clean
Y'all **** crazy, doin' meth, doin' lean
I would never do that shit, not even in my dreams
Yeah, I did some drugs, that shit, it ain't my thing
If I ever had some free time, then I'm with the gang
Probably smokin' weed, all we ever do is hang
And I do not fuck with bitches, if I do, then y'all bang
Yeah, the name is J Freezy, and you know I'm reppin' Nap Town
Ever since a youngin', bro, you know I've been a class clown
Actin' like an ass, so you know I never back down
But I'm still an asshole, so tell me how to act now
Villain on a mission, repertoire of intuition
I tell you I'm the greatest, just to cut the superstition
Thinkin' I can't have your bitch, you better clear your vision
She postin' about your bro, and you ain't get a mention
You think you a villain, but you just a gremlin
Stupid little fuckboy, riddled with adrenaline
Better cut the shit, go and follow your whole women trend
You sayin' shots fire, dude, but really, you ain't sendin' em
Back to the topic, though, back to the point
If you just sittin' there then roll you another joint
Marijuana is the best spiritual healer
And no officer, I'm a smoker, not a dealer
****, I ain't dealin', hop up out your feelings
Why you **** riddled when I'm little and still relevant
You can't fuck with me, my pocket's fatter than an elephant
I came up front, I'm bottom by myself, so you can't tell me shit
Bars harder than a pogo stick
Bouncin' to them bands like her booty when I fuck the bitch
Hypnotizin' minds with the diamonds, that's an on the clit
She actin' like she mine, and I grind on some relentless shit
Most these **** really just ain't doin' shit
If you wanna talk, then get some money and influence it
I got the key to happiness, I guess you say I'm truly lit
Just come on through the party, make a drink and you can take a sip
Still young, but I'm doin' big, I don't need a gang
I got myself, that's what I represent
Y'all **** broke, still small, like a baby sprig
Gettin' to the money, boy, I feel just like the president
Lit up off the mixure red-bull and OG
Lil' Doni grew up, same attitude as old me
Prison or death before 18 is what they told me
But I'm makin' stacks, spittin' verses with the homie
Smokin' on a fatty, drinkin' Remy, sippin' Henny
You ain't gotta bring your own bag, we rollin' plenty
But if you dead set on throwin' in a 20
Hop up on a pong table and I'll take your money
But if you actin' funny, start havin' mood swings
I'ma go and act up, show you how we do things
38 special, all chrome and blacked out
38 extended clips, come fuck with Jak now
MPs, ARs, and M16s
Packed in a black Caddy, crisp and clean
You can catch a bullet fuckin' with this team
Written by: Donald Coakley Jr, Gerrell Dykus
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