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SnowFall (Prod.KTA)

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Hip-Hop/Rap

SnowFall (Prod.KTA) was released on November 19, 2021 by TripleM Records as a part of the album Growing Pains

Song Details

AlbumGrowing Pains

Release DateNovember 19, 2021

LabelTripleM Records

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM89

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LYRICS

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Tyreque O'shay Scott

Tyreque O'shay Scott

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

KreezTheArtist

Producer

Lyrics

Quit wit all that Hollin like you gangsta cause you ain't

I live like I'm on GTA and move like Franklin saint

I shoot like I'm Nowitzski bullets knoccin off the paint

If you ain't never feed me get yo hands up off my plate

If you ain't never need me ion need you then we straight

Ion need no dolly bitch my name carry weight

If you ain't caught a body bitch we never gone relate

If you ain't robbed nobody bitch you never gone relate

I was 10 toes down all money in for the loot

Doodie that's my brother see me shoot he gone shoot

Fredo that's my brother see me shoot he gone shoot

Yo **** don't come like that for you tell the truth

Bitch I'm off a fifth it got me loose as a goose

I'm gone call some bacc up for I ever call a truse

**** buying blowers they won't ever put to use

Left the shootout wit yo clip full ain't no excuse

I'm gone empty clip cause I can't afford to go out

I'm gone smoke him right in front his bitch since he a show out

Opps ain't smoking shit they know score 21 blow out

If you ain't never slid then that's some shit that you don't know bout

Miss ma **** Doodie man they need to let my bro out

We come from the trenches ain't no such thing as the slow route

We got sticks and Choppa's **** we can switch the load out

I look out for my bro's ain't never been the type hold out

Quit wit all that Hollin like you gangsta cause you ain't

I live like I'm on GTA and move like Franklin saint

I shoot like I'm Nowitzski bullets knoccin off the paint

If you ain't never feed me get yo hands up off my plate

If you ain't never need me ion need you then we straight

Ion need no dolly bitch my name carry weight

If you ain't caught a body bitch we never gone relate

If you ain't robbed nobody bitch you never gone relate

**** swearing they got sauce that shit be dry as hell

If a **** speak on booka I'll do life in jail

Only do drills with my brother cause he not gone tell

We gone feed a **** shells like he at taco mell

**** can rap but they make music that is not gone sell

They hit my Jack only bout cash boy I Been catching sales

Even before **** was banging we was handing ls

Drop money on my brother books cause ion do the mail

I'm gone bless my brothers if I win like I ain't use a scale

You ain't CBE or triplem bitch you can go to hell

You wasnt in the Dino in the lydos you don't know me well

Catch a opp it's bingo let that thang blow till it's over kill

I just smoked 3 woods the jigga got me feeling sober still

Middle of the year shit could get spooky like October still

If I don't slap the shit out you then guaranteed my brother will

I wouldn't switch up on that **** for a couple mill

Big blower sticc hangin out like Issa popsicle

In the Dino they taught us to get thru any obstacle

Ain't no laccin in the town take gloccy where it's possible

Ma **** from the jets gone slide for me they sending shots fasho

I ride for any **** ride for me you ain't the type to go

The streets ain't been a game you ain't the type to know

You gone get up on the internet wit all that hype for show

We gone spin a blocc like ice cream trucks and get to sparking pole

Written by: Tyreque O'shay Scott

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