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Risk (feat. Hell’s Savior)
Hip-Hop/Rap
Risk (feat. Hell’s Savior) was released on July 19, 2023 by Pryze Records as a part of the album Risk (feat. Hell’s Savior) - Single
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Release DateJuly 19, 2023
LabelPryze Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM77

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Isaiah Texiera
Isaiah Texiera
Songwriter
Jahven Barnett
Jahven Barnett
Songwriter

Lyrics

I can not be on no dumb shit
Pockets fatter than a bum bitch
They tellin' me I went wrong
****, that's just your assumption
Wake up, I'm countin' these bands
I'm needing somethin' to jump in
These **** ain't stand a chance
I'm sweeping these **** like dustin'
I'm high on the moon, I got a rocks on my wrist
Rock star, my bitch, this the life that I live
What you assume? That I'm not on my shit?
Might fall, might slip, but I still take that risk
Yeah, I still take that risk
Don't run up on me, I got sticks tucked
They know I'ma hit ya
I need money in the fuckin' face
Back then, I would run away
They say, put the gun away
Bullets rip your fuckin' face up
Wake up, I'm the soul taker
Feel like Trippie, you in danger,
Take you to Topanga
I can't fuck that shawty, she want things like it was stranger
But I'ma take that risk, I'll fuck that bitch, but I can't date her
I'ma fuck that bitch, but I might tear her ass apart
She said, "boy, you wild, wild", demons in the dark
They think that I'm crazy, but I'm really just deranged
Pull up to the party, I pop Molly at the rave
Body after body, I drop bodies in the rain
Demons on my body, get em' off me, you insane, yeah
I can not be on no dumb shit
Pockets fatter than a bum bitch
They tellin' me I went wrong
****, that's just your assumption
Wake up, I'm countin' these bands
I'm needing somethin' to jump in
These **** ain't stand a chance
I'm sweeping these **** like dustin'
I'm high on the moon, I got a rocks on my wrist
Rock star, my bitch, this the life that I live
What you assume? That I'm not on my shit?
Might fall, might slip, but I still take that risk
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
This gun finna blast ya, like I'm in a pasture
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, no,
I'm not no bastard, I still got a father, seen that **** last year
Told him bring the cashier, like a cashier
I seen that **** last year, left him in the past there
I just got my racks up, so I keep my racks near
Bullets flyin' past ya, they gon' make you disappear
(They gon' make you disappear)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Written by: Isaiah Texiera, Jahven Barnett
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