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Characters
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Characters was released on December 19, 2022 by Deuce215 as a part of the album Characters - Single
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Release DateDecember 19, 2022
LabelDeuce215
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM73

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Deuce215
Deuce215
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
K. Carter
K. Carter
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
K. Carter
K. Carter
Producer

Lyrics

Man I’m tired of all this dumb shit
Everybody gangsta, steady thinkin that they run shit
Killin yo own race, like what the fuck, that’s what they want bitch!
Every line these **** put in raps is bout some gun shit
Relying on yo strap cause you’s a pussy, drop that gun bitch
Man it’s time to bring that REAL music back
Every song you hearin now is ‘bout how **** gettin wacked
I ain’t gon cap, that shit be hard, but that shit really gettin wack
How the fuck you say different, but say da same shit in yo raps?
Like No kizz, I think all you **** experts in that cap
Steady talkin foreign whips, but **** kno u rented dat!
Steady talkin bout some straps, but never pulled the trigger back
THAT SHIT RUSTY
My bitch got tits and ass like hour glass, body busty
Took a break from rap, but now I’m back, please don’t rush me
Lost my **** 5, I ain’t gon’ lie, that shit crushed me
Shots these **** throwin, ain’t gon’ lie, shit don’t touch me
My bitch say dat my hands be cold as ice, she like don’t touch me
Think it’s cause like damn near all my life I been unlucky
Every left and right they did me wrong, so I’m untrusting
I think I only made it to this point cause God above me
Couple **** plotted on my life, but wasn’t on nothing
With yo pussy ass
They ain’t think that I was like that
I promote the peace but I be damned if ion fight back
**** knew that I was gon be sum, they ain’t like that
My life up on these tracks, I ain’t these **** tryna lie fast
Huntin for them snakes, they be hissin in dat high grass
If my body ever leave this earth my name gon’ die last
**** tryna make it off of beef, that’s how u die fast
Shidd
Call his goofy ass a NPC
He ain’t got no brain, so all his movements like a flimsy tree
his brudda got bodied, now his wiggy all on NBC
Ion claim to be no fuckin gangsta I match energy
Young ****, I motivate OGs, yous a rook
I been hated since a youngin, **** steady givin looks
Been finessin all my life, I made a way to get a bag
If u followed in my lane then more than half u **** crashed
Shidd
I been thru some hard shit
I done seen some flaw shit
**** ask about me, you know I ain’t never fraud shit
I can’t hang wit ****, y’all be out here droppin dimes quick
I ain’t tryn be famous, uh, I’m jus trynna get rich, hmm
White gold on her fist
It keep her cold when sun on blitz
Yeah, Scotty Gerald wit da Fitz
Man I’m tired of all this dumb shit
Everybody gangsta, steady thinkin that they run shit
Killin yo own race, like what the fuck, that’s what they want bitch
Every line these **** put in raps is bout some gun shit
Relying on yo strap cause you’s a pussy, drop dat gun bitch
Written by: K. Carter
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