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FOR THE RECORD
Hip-Hop/Rap
FOR THE RECORD was released on July 7, 2023 by CREATORS DONT CONFORM as a part of the album FYI
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AlbumFYI
Release DateJuly 7, 2023
LabelCREATORS DONT CONFORM
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM74

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Azariel Agyepong
Azariel Agyepong
Songwriter

Lyrics

Yeah
I can't tell where that shit went wrong
**** fold, but they blame it on me
How you fold, trynna make it a scene?
You wanna be famous so bad dog
Still got all my homies
Not alone, but I'm lonely
Still alone, yeah I am, lonely
Then they fumbled on me!
Why'd you, fumble like the rest?
It's a new day, new day, new day
Wake up count a check, ain't got time to fret, no no
It's a new day, new day, new day
Thought you **** knew me, ain't got time to stress no
It's a new day, new day, new day
Ain't got time to fret
Wake up count a check (it's a new day)
Ain't got time to fret, wake up for the check
Ain't got time to check
They say like why, like why you do all that ****?
Fucking flyboi, that why bitch
One, two, let's go, let's go, let's go!
All these wack ass ****, they don't know us
Big ass jaw, she talk shit, she don't know us
For the record, you a bitch, like I told ya
I got ties like I'm Tony, so don't show bluff
Ain't gone put you on socials, ion be social, huh?
These **** gate keeping, nothing in the gate, huh?
Take yo medicine lil bitch, 'fore you say sumn
Like you know sumn
You don't know nun
Burn
Burn them bridges, don't need stitches
West side ****, dark skin wishes
All of them switchin'
I don't trip, five star fit, I stay drippin'
Call my ****, let's get vicious
On the ten west to money missions
Guard my soul cause they all fictitious
Let a bitch **** try me, we'll see we'll see like
Shout out to the foes, we'll see who laughing last
I escaped death like eight times so I give thanks to God
For the times that I crashed
I mind my business, cause I cannot hang around bums
Won't catch up I'm too fast
Too many NPC bitch ass ****, we know y'all ain't gone last
I am the one with the mask, 3M, the flash (ew)
I make the bops, she wanna dance (ew)
I am like Michael, they want it bad (ew)
It's plain and simple, count it in cash (ew)
Zeros on zeros, zero deniro
Black king'll need all the guap he can get
Know I'm insane, works for the best
Pop a molly, won't break no sweat!
All these wack ass ****, they don't know us
Big ass jaw, she talk shit, she don't know us
For the record, you a bitch, I just told ya
I got ties, call me Tony, so don't show bluff
Ain't gone put you on socials, just to be social, huh?
These **** gate keeping, nothing in the gate, huh?
Take yo medicine lil bitch, 'fore you say sumn
Like you know sumn
You don't know nun
Blackout!
Blackout!
Written by: Azariel Agyepong
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