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Hashtag
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Hashtag was released on December 15, 2022 by Bsgg ent as a part of the album Bsgg Chapter 2
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Release DateDecember 15, 2022
LabelBsgg ent
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM71

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Man
Lil Man
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gregory Lee Reynolds
Gregory Lee Reynolds
Songwriter

Lyrics

Real ****, real ****, real ****, radio
See why most of you **** out here chasing the American dream
Hunger kept me up at night
This struggle turned me into America's worst nightmare
No sleep until I motherfucking get on, ****
We going all the way in
Lil' man, time to tell you a story, dawg
Let's go
Nightmares, this elm Street, I can't sleep
Junkies at the door still serving with the heat
Getting dirty money, shit, it got me to my 30s
On that activist, we was sipping dirty
Lil' Greg with the wrist, free my ****, yeah, I miss him
**** two-faced, that's your man, how you diss him
**** on that mouse shit, give up the whole gang shit
Hollows in the 40, trying to put one through your brain, bitch
Kilo on the molly, shit can get retarded
Plug still sending, even though he got deported
Gucci how I swag, all my bitches bad
Some a little ratchet, but all my bitches bad
Hashtag, hashtag, bitch, I'm going in
Just bought another whip for forgiato's hit for ten
Hustle over luck, kicked her out cause she's a duck
Had to switch the spot, crazy bitch kept popping up
Started at the bottom, had to work our way up
Shitting on my haters, racks piling up
Racks piling up, racks piling up
Shitting on my haters, racks piling up
Took the money and the power, suckers got devoured
Watch, don't tick, still get money by the hour
All about advancing, money dirty dancing
I'm young, rich, and black, bitches say I'm handsome
Forty in my jeans, no need for a holster
Coke prices up and down, like a roller coaster
White people call it science, I turn potter to some heart
Junkies love a ****, they just treat me like a god
Ran through a quarter, chicken straight drop, no whipping
If I'm down, then I'm whipping, it's still good business
My belt came from Fendi, shirt saved Da Vinci
I'm tearing up the city, got the whole hood with me
Hashtag, hashtag, bitch, I'm going in
Just bought another whip for forgiato's hit for ten
Hustle over luck, kicked her out cause she's a duck
Had to switch the spot, crazy bitch kept popping up
Started at the bottom, had to work our way up
Shitting on my haters, racks piling up
Racks piling up, racks piling up
Shitting on my haters, racks piling up
Written by: Gregory Lee Reynolds
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