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IRRITATED
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Hip-Hop/Rap
IRRITATED was released on June 3, 2022 by UNKNOWN RECORDS as a part of the album IRRITATED - Single
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Release DateJune 3, 2022
LabelUNKNOWN RECORDS
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM153

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Angel Oscar Gonzalez
Angel Oscar Gonzalez
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
PARUNSE
PARUNSE
Producer
Guavaiced
Guavaiced
Engineer

Lyrics

My mind will not stop
I feel irritated
How is he walking on beats so amazing
Open my mind get to work this awaited
Still saying choppa
It's corny I made it man fuck it
Everybody asking make a bucket
Need a new year new task new ruckus
Only smoking gas all joints no duches
All of y'all nasty like the food at the buffet
Feel like my skin crawling eyes are balling
No one's calling feel it in my brain I'm twisted
Gotta thirty eight inside my head what the fuck
I might take that drive I'm tripping
Spell it all out I think I'm my brain
But it's taking too long
I might fail right now
We in hell right now
I gotta come back
Cuz I need all my money
Might yell right now
Hello where are you at
I just bought a ounce
Then you tell me that you flat
Fuck
Irritated got me saturated
Underestimated hella fucking problems
But I'm back better than ever
Feel like Industry plant undercover
Feel like you bitches need that like a lover
Feel like Gambino sweatpants like I'm Glover
Aye
Feel like I'm back on my bullshit
But I'm running for two and a full clip
Got me sweating and breathing
I'm full bitch
But I'm hungry for money like hood dish
Yeah
Think in my brain yeah it's broken
With a heart it's so cold like it's soaking
Ima run it up bitch I was chosen
Watch you freeze in a flash like you frozen
Yes I'll be back and I'll stay
I feel like you wishing
And I'm praying I'm grey
No test in my face
I won't fail I'll portray
The greatness at heart
That my mind will array
Chopping up foolies
I put em' in dishes I cook at the bay
So I'll serve em' to fishes
You thinking I'm crazy I'll conquer my wishes
I'll pull the money and show all you bitches
Two tone two tuff pistol hit ya back
Why you running like a loser man
I caught you where you lack
Understand this ain't the future
Gotta run a fucking lap
Made this fucking song
Yeah my guy
I'm straight from off the map
Huh
You think that I'm crazy for thinking this shit
Like where did I go wrong I'm changing I quit
No choking no folding origami yo shit
And rip up the paper and smoke up a yeah
My mind will not stop
I feel irritated
How is he walking on beats so amazing
Open my mind get to work this awaited
Still saying choppa
It's corny I made it man fuck it
Everybody asking make a bucket
Need a new year new task new ruckus
Only smoking gas all joints no duches
All of y'all nasty like the food at the buffet
Written by: Angel Oscar Gonzalez
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