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Level
Hip-Hop/Rap
Level was released on September 30, 2022 by PAYDAY Records as a part of the album Level - Single
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Release DateSeptember 30, 2022
LabelPAYDAY Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM109

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Harry Green
Harry Green
Songwriter

Lyrics

I am on a whole other level than these humans
Im damn near mutant , ain't no room for confusion
Don't see em losing , world mine like I'm putin
Made a way for y'all to fly here I'm Harry S Truman
Presence stay looming
Can tell from the way they gush about a **** bars
They could never out field me
Pictures of the real me
Yall translucent
Everything a hit I go jeter no fusion
I just mind my business
Thats how a **** got in this predicament
Everyday is grind time isn't it
The Payday syndicate is way too intricate
Few irons in the fire , **** branding with the instruments
I'm sick of it
These **** better not chat to me
Break down entire anatomy
Yeen fly you really a nat to me
I'll have em bugging off the body with the cadence
The melody cause catastrophe
Humans
Whole other level than these humans
Humans
Whole other level than these humans
Tony in the booth I just add a different element
Payday repeating like a speech impediment
Young **** heaven sent yall seek relevance
I seek to kill everything Old Testament
Carnivore regimen
If I meet you in the field best bet is blend in like a veteran
Ain't nobody safe on my warpath
I create whole voids yeah that's what you call star power
Watch em all cower from what I hold
Yeah you cold till you staring down the barrel of a black hole
Metaphors too cool
Couldn't keep my talent at bay cuz I came from in the Jordan Poole
Humans
Whole other level than these humans
Humans
Whole other level than these humans
Turned y'all off like mid flow
Still got a mid flow
Second level unlocked
Never had mid flow
**** we was dead poor
Now I make the whole game shift cuz i said so ****
Bread getting bigger
Now I gotta figure how to get my dogs food like its petco ****
No I ain't playing with a rapper
Put a **** Jersey in the rafters
Ain't no escaping it after
I used to want chains from these actors
And then I made of slaves of my captors
I'm Django to all my detractors
Ya damn right I own my masters
I been killing everything that they hand the bul
Then Shine a lot on the body like a tanning booth
I show them that as the proof
And I'm willing to Bet they blown away by me if they a fan of you
Its my turn to reign
I'm so cold that where ever I climb at will change
And wherever I land I'll be the first on that plane
Castaway dreams
I set lil goals just to sharpen my aim
PAYDAY
Written by: Harry Green
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