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RESPEC & PROTEC
1,102
Hip-Hop/Rap
RESPEC & PROTEC was released on February 15, 2020 by Opposition as a part of the album boy lonely
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Release DateFebruary 15, 2020
LabelOpposition
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM67

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pryde
Pryde
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Pryde
Pryde
Composer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Bouncin' out of my village
Bout to hit your fuckin' city
Bout to blow down all your weed
Got girls of every color with me
Eatin' good, livin' better, California lit up weather
You and your girl live together
Fuck her, send her home in a Richvale sweater
I'm way too gassed up
I don't do fuck boy shit, don't mention me in that stuff
If it wasn't music, it was actin' or trapping' or robbin'
Or hustle till they put me in them handcuffs
Aye, I ain't gotta front, my life been a stunt
You do what you can, I do what I want
She's stuck in the back, send her to the front (Get low)
I ain't with the little boy talk and the chit-chat
Ever since my face been tatted, I've been no one
Can't put me against you, that's a mismatch
I've been on 1, I've been on 2, might make it 3
But what more does a boy gotta prove?
I'm a lot of things, but I sure ain't you
Roll that, smoke that, light that dope
[Verse 2]
Aye, rack it up, cash that check
Fight 'em on site, hit the deck
I don't do wild shit, just word to respect
Aye, rack it up, cash that check
Comin' through, right on, next
Money my family that shit I protect
Aye, rack it up, cash that check
Fight 'em on site, hit the deck
I don't do wild shit, just word to respect
Aye, rack it up, cash that check
Comin' through, right on, next
Money, my family, that shit I protect
[Verse 3]
Money, my family, that shit I protecting
Money, my family, that shit I protecting
[Verse 4]
Dammit, I'm pretty, no need to be iced out
She wore my tee like a night gown
She tell you, "I am not in the mood"
She just tell me, "fuck me right now"
I can't believe I'm a young sensation
Can't believe I saw tons of these youngin's cakin'
And I ain't really do too much shit about it
I just sat and waited really patient, innovative
In the matrix, dodgin' shots from these vivid fakers
She love the yellow, like it's the Lakers
I kill the pussy, do prison later
Russell just want him a crib with acres
Look at me, my life your entertainment
I should count money and rap like I'm Cam
Posted up with Big Tigger up in the basement
[Verse 5]
Aye, rack it up, cash that check
Fight 'em on site, hit the deck
I don't do wild shit, just word to respect
Aye, rack it up, cash that check
Comin' through, right on, next
Money my family that shit I protect
Aye, rack it up, cash that check
Fight 'em on site, hit the deck
I don't do wild shit, just word to respect
Aye, rack it up, cash that check
Comin' through, right on, next
Money, my family, that shit I protect
[Verse 6]
God damn, god damn
Written by: Russell Llantino
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