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Pack
17
Hip-Hop/Rap
Pack was released on September 22, 2022 by Mazon Music LLC. as a part of the album Pack - Single
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Release DateSeptember 22, 2022
LabelMazon Music LLC.
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM70

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Malcolm Mays
Malcolm Mays
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Epik The Dawn
Epik The Dawn
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah
Uh
Maze
Yo
I love to live, I love to laugh
I love to love, I love the grind
I love the trap
The typa **** to lose it all, hit the bottom
Lock it in and hustle back
Been broke, been down, down bad
And I just had enough of that
Told Drizzy, fuck it man I'm jumping back
Might as well front the pack
Rest in peace Big Feez
Sound crazy knowing he aint coming back
Free Dizz, Free Taj, Free Slice
Go and give my brothers back
Not enough bars to include all my dudes
Who aint coming back
What a shame, but the game
Unforgiving, **** know wassup with that
So it's on
I'm back in my zone
I'm weighing my business plan
Like I'm bagging a zone
This is my life experience and I just put that in a song
I did what I did so you don't gotta
Just keep rapping along
Man I'm talking bout
Starving
Wanna ball like Bron at the Garden
I'ma show you **** what art is
Do not debate yall know I'm the hardest
I dont even know what to call this
Low key on my back is a target
I'ma show you **** what heart is
Mazon gone persevere regardless
Tryna figure how I'm deserving all this
I'm wyling on you, I'm styling on you
Gotta do that math, don't know who to gas
I'ma fuck around and put a problem on you
Okay!
And your father shoulda pulled a condom on you
'Cause the way this cold word is swallowing you
Makes me wonder how these **** following you
No way
No way
No way
No way
Look
I love to live, I love to laugh
I love to love, I love the grind
I love the trap
The typa **** to lose it all, hit the bottom
Lock it in and hustle back
Been broke, been down, down bad
And I just had enough of that
Told Drizzy, fuck it man I'm jumping back
Might as well front the pack
Thinking 'bout Thundercat
Tryna get that hunger back
Fell off
Tryna make the family well off
I do not know what to tell yall
Tryna get these sales off
Gotta mail off them packages
I was in the streets like an activist
I was making peace with the savages
Out of my element
But I'm still selling it
I gotta pedal it
I got the metal if you wanna settle it
I'm still benevolent
Homie it's evident
We do you dirty, we don't leave no evidence
Right at your residence
Your family'll pay for you negligence
I know that God is the head of this
But I still know who the devil is
I call it balance
Pusha and Malice, I'm pushing my talents
No half stepping like a foot with a callous
Tryna see my lady put in a palace
I'm wyling on you, I'm styling on you
Gotta do that math, don't know who to gas
I'ma fuck around and put a problem on you
Okay!
And your father shoulda pulled a condom on you
'Cause the way this cold word is swallowing you
Makes me wonder how these **** following you
No way
No way
No way
No way
Look
I love to live, I love to laugh
I love to love, I love the grind
I love the trap
The typa **** to lose it all, hit the bottom
Lock it in and hustle back
Been broke, been down, down bad
And I just had enough of that
Told Drizzy, fuck it man I'm jumping back
Might as well front the pack
Written by: Malcolm Mays
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