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Intro
Hip-Hop/Rap
Intro was released on July 3, 2022 by YK Records as a part of the album Million Dollar Route - EP
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Release DateJuly 3, 2022
LabelYK Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM96

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nahkiel Carew
Nahkiel Carew
Songwriter
Casimir Caesar
Casimir Caesar
Songwriter

Lyrics

Y'all said you wanted substance right
Kiel don't rap bout nun right
I mean I feel you
Y'all want that real rap
That old school rap
Shit you feel in the soul right
Turn that shit up bro
Listen
UH
Guess they wanna hear the story
Of a **** like no other
Raised the southside of Jamaica
Grew up to a single mother
Guess they wanna hear the story
Of a **** like no other
Raised the southside of Jamaica
Grew up to a single mother
Moms moved Me outta BK
She ain't trust that shit
Got the hustle in my blood
Imma rush that shit
Couple plugs in my phone now
Im in my zone now
Why with ya piece
If you can't buss that shit
First king
I was born to a queen
They say my generation lacking
What that mean
**** caught up with the likes now
Posting they swipes now
Tacs and straps on snap
My **** pipe down
Up then it's stuck
Like a ceiling fan
Got diplomatic ties
Like I'm killa cam
Got stripes in the trenches
Where the drillas blam
Never know
How long it take
Just to kill a man
This typa music have you
Cutting through the lanes on some ill shit
Might switch the flow up
Fuck it on some drill shit
Talk about trapping
And rapping
And f**king hoes
All my ny ****
Know how that shit go
I'm from NY baby
Yeah We call this shit tha jungle
**** throwing shots like Brady
It'd be dumb for you to fumble
On a million dollar
Route Yuhngkiel
Is changing up the game
I'm selling records
Ain't no sellout
You and me we not the same
You see Im walkin with a limp cuz I'm carrying armed forces
Something on my wrist is the tally of four Porsches
Money out the womb **** is born bosses
Top of the charts **** we rockin the whole Forbes list
I be quick to blow the money like a vuvuzela
You **** rotten like the back of that cercosporella
Money tree branch raining get the umbrella
He gettin feisty Imma do em with the new Barretta
Your hoe chattering
Do her like horchata
Toss her aside, grab me a sip of some cold wata
Matter of fact ma'am I'm back in that old Jag
I skurt on the competition and bussin they whole MATA
Listen
My money longer than a play write
Fix your lip respectfully or never see the daylight
Spark the deuce in tandem with hammers to know what they like
My undercover **** in possies to get the insight.
Jeez Louise I'm squeezing the piece at you
**** think they blessed
When I sneeze and the breeze pass you
Please believe with eased
Release we can contain the scene **** the three in my team factual
And that's facts
On a million dollar
Route Yuhngkiel
Is changing up the game
I'm selling records
Ain't no sellout
You and me we not the same
Not that type to hold a grudge
Nah that's beyond me
That's the kinda shit
That make me keep the heat on me
Shit'll Will have
Yall on the book
Yelling free on me
But it's aight tho
It's my right tho
That's the kind of shit that make me hold my wife close
Nah
That's the kinda shit that come with this life tho
Cause my hair is black
Or cause my skin brown
Or yall expect me to work every block in town
I'm not a drug dealer
I'm not a born killer
I'm just a cold hearted mothafuckin rap
****
I Let my pen be the glock
And my words hit the reverend
Grandma ain't shit on earth
Can't wait to see you in heaven
Written by: Casimir Caesar, Nahkiel Carew
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