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1 THROUGH 8
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Hip-Hop/Rap
1 THROUGH 8 was released on January 24, 2026 by TreNittyGrittyOnTheTracK as a part of the album GRIT WORKIN
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Release DateJanuary 24, 2026
LabelTreNittyGrittyOnTheTracK
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM75

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tre Nitty Gritty
Tre Nitty Gritty
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tre Nitty Gritty
Tre Nitty Gritty
Lyrics
David Wright
David Wright
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
TRENITTYGRITTYONTHETRACK
TRENITTYGRITTYONTHETRACK
Producer

Lyrics

One, I sold dope 'cause I had to
Two, I heard mama cry 'cause the rent was past due
Three, I was in the streets with nowhere else to go
Four, I stayed on the block, rain, sleet, snow
Five, I had to survive, that was by all means
Six, I extended the clips, now they all long sleeve
Seven, my gangstas in Heaven, never will I forget 'em
Eight, free all of the real from behind them gates
As I walk all alone through the valley of death
It's landmines everywhere, I gotta watch where I step
I know it's snakes in the grass and on top of the concrete
I just make sure I keep 'em up under my feet
I wiggle through the middle, I'm tryna rake a bag in
Pull up to the function, when I park, I bag in
Snitches on me, they want me with a new case
Grab my suitcase, then relocate it to a new state
Fresh out the mud, shinin' like a diamond
Turnt the plug down, he tried to throw 'em on consignment
I'll take a crumb, work my magic and make a weddin' cake
While haters on the sideline mad, watchin' me elevate
I dedicate my life to the hustle, so I grind hard
Feel like I copped a kilo the first time I copped a nine hard
Yankin' in the bucket, money on my mind runnin'
On an empty stomach, gettin' to it like fuck it
One, I sold dope 'cause I had to
Two, I heard mama cry 'cause the rent was past due
Three, I was in the streets with nowhere else to go
Four, I stayed on the block, rain, sleet, snow
Five, I had to survive, that was by all means
Six, I extended the clips, now they all long sleeve
Seven, my gangstas in Heaven, never will I forget 'em
Eight, free all of the real from behind them gates
Barely made it home, I had so many of them nights
Homie tryna cop from me, brodie said he wasn't right
I listened to my **** 'cause we in this shit together
Standin' solid back to back, we survive through any weather
Tried to show love, they took my love for a weakness
But I'm just designed like the pyramids in Egypt
Solid, stand up, never fall for anything
Regardless all the hurt I felt, I always withstood the pain
Put pressure to the pavement, took the corner to a cash machine
Way before the vacuum sealer, it was duct tape and Vaseline
But that's another story that'll probably get a **** life
Forever in a cell, how the hell I'm 'posed to sleep at night?
Traumatized, shit that I seen, yeah, it keep me woke
You pay too much attention to they pockets, that'll keep you broke
I wake up and get on the grind, I'm talkin' every day
'Cause I know tomorrow ain't promised, I'm on the grid away
One, I sold dope 'cause I had to
Two, I heard mama cry 'cause the rent was past due
Three, I was in the streets with nowhere else to go
Four, I stayed on the block, rain, sleet, snow
Five, I had to survive, that was by all means
Six, I extended the clips, now they all long sleeve
Seven, my gangstas in Heaven, never will I forget 'em
Eight, free all of the real from behind them gates
Written by: David Wright, Tre Nitty Gritty
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