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James Brown
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Hip-Hop/Rap
James Brown was released on November 23, 2022 by Bad Batch Ent. as a part of the album Dear Insanity
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Release DateNovember 23, 2022
LabelBad Batch Ent.
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM65

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jacoby trosclair
Jacoby trosclair
Songwriter

Lyrics

He sleep, looking stupid
I be in the trenches, I be wit the bros
I be fucking bitches, I be fucking hoes
Straight up out the woe, all my **** go
Youngin got a pole, all he know is blow
Yea I know a smoker, I already sold
Yea I know a killer, all he know is souls
It a cold world, better get a stove
If ya die young, have a old soul
I be in the trenches, I be wit the bros
I be fucking bitches, I be fucking hoes
Straight up out the woe, all my **** go
Youngin got a pole, all he know is blow
Yea I know a smoker, I already sold
Yea I know a killer, all he know is souls
It a cold world, better get a stove
If ya die young, have a old soul
Old skool preaching, tryna give us hope
See the way we livin, all we know is dope
Saw my momma smoke a slab outta globe
Saw my cousin fuck a **** for a roll
Yea I had it hard, yea I had it cold
Yea I lost a ****, yea I lost a bro
Shot him in his head, all about a hoe
Sad thing about it
Bitch ain't hold
Everybody fold
Everybody told
You remain solid, you deserve gold
In the streets knowing that the streets vogue
Numb ya heartache, love the g code
Tryna get a check, tryna get a bag
They gon lock him up, **** got a past
Oh you know my dad, still don't don't get a pass
Hit em for his stash, hit him for he flash
It's a cold world, everybody masked
I been doin me, everybody mad
Straight up out the trench, better get a pole
Or a twic card, **** hit the road
Grams been straight, granny fixed a plate
I up been up late, plottin on escape
Pussy **** hate, bitches in my face
Took her on a date, you know what she ate
I be on some shit some **** wish they could
Im the chosen one from out my hood
And i know my brudda need a bag
So I put in work ta do the math
And I know my momma want a crib
And I know my daddy wanna live
But it's hard holding back tears
**** traumatized from the years, yea
I be in the trenches, I be wit the bros
I be fucking bitches, I be fucking hoes
Straight up out the woe, all my **** go
Youngin got a pole, all he know is blow
Yea I know a smoker, I already sold
Yea I know a killer, all he know is souls
It a cold world, better get a stove
If ya die young, have a old soul
I be in the trenches, I be wit the bros
I be fucking bitches, I be fucking hoes
Straight up out the woe, all my **** go
Youngin got a pole, all he know is blow
Yea I know a smoker, I already sold
Yea I know a killer, all he know is souls
It a cold world, better get a stove
If ya die young, have a old soul
Written by: Jacoby trosclair
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