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Weekago
Hip-Hop/Rap
Weekago was released on November 18, 2022 by KnuckleHeadz Music Group as a part of the album Mood Swing
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Release DateNovember 18, 2022
LabelKnuckleHeadz Music Group
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM87

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cordero Sorrells
Cordero Sorrells
Songwriter

Lyrics

It was all good just a week ago
Feed the bros
Fight demons in the dark might eat your soul
It was all good just a week ago
Me and Dang J back to back just to defeat the bros
Fight demons in the dark might eat your soul
Ain't no rules in these streets, better keep your pole
Even thugs cry, watchin' them thugs fly
Blood be backstabbers, gotta watch with your third eye
You can send an Uber, I bet you they won't ride
Slippin' on thin ice, I bet you they won't slide, but I..
Prayin' for the best, ready for the worst
Bet you I see the world before I see a hearse
I'ma see it now, them demons livin' in a church
My kids keep me level, and I ain't givin' up
I was raised in them projects
Chips, hot dogs, honey, buns, what's the process
You know what that before dishonor, and I ain't died yet
How you slide in yo verse and ain't slide yet
Stop that dissin' in that song, you ain't right there
How you dissin' **** dead, you ain't like that
Used to rob back then, get your life snatched
Now you callin' **** to help get your pipe back
Lord, hey, shit be wild
Keep your head above cloud, they'll try to hold you down
Don't play, get around
Follow through, through the foul
They hate to see you smile
It was all good just a week ago
Me and Dang J back-to-back just to feed the bros
Fight demons in the dark, might eat your soul
Ain't no rules in these streets, better keep your pose
Even thugs cry, watchin' them thugs fly
Bloody backstabbers, got watch with your third eye
You could send a Uber, I bet you they won't ride
Slippin' on thin ice, I bet you they won't slide, but I..
Love all, but can't trust a soul
From a place where they die, but don't wanna grow
You not loyal to your bitch, but loyal to the bros
I'm solid as they get, but can't trust a ho
These **** either doin' dicks or doin' coke
I wanna pop out with your stick, but don't wanna blow
You got backdoor bad bitch, that's how the story go
**** be more bitch than a Maury show
Fight demons in these trenches with demining souls
I lost my cousin to the system, he'll never fold
Some shit left scarred, but I never told
P's and Q's on these blocks like the honor roll
Cause I jump off a porch in my brother clothes
You ever had it all, but then want it though
Imagine tryin' to ball, but then want us gold
I ain't tryin' to peach, I just came to talk
It was all good just a week ago
Me and Dame J back to back just to feed the bros
Fight demons in the dark, might eat your soul
Ain't no rules in these streets, better keep your pole
Even thugs cry, watchin' them thugs fly
Bloody backstabbers, got watch with your third eye
You can send an Uber, I bet you they won't ride
Slippin' on thin ice, I bet you they won't slide
Written by: Cordero Sorrells
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