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SEDATED
Pop
SEDATED was released on June 18, 2025 by BREEAAD Records as a part of the album REBIRTH
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AlbumREBIRTH
Release DateJune 18, 2025
LabelBREEAAD Records
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM168

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
LilBread19
LilBread19
Rap
Luh $ix
Luh $ix
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James Zahair O’Hannon-Rodgers
Songwriter
Charles Robert Tyree
Charles Robert Tyree
Songwriter
Daniel Jacob Hill
Daniel Jacob Hill
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Qrystal
Qrystal
Producer

Lyrics

These **** wanna know where I've been, don't drop the low (Ha)
I don't like to stay close to friends, they turn to foes (Ha)
There's bitches out there colder than ice, don't trust the snow (Ha)
Imma say it twice just to let these **** know
Bitch I laced it, wasted, face it, basic placement
Had to fuck him up, he sedated
Laced it, wasted, face it, basic placement
Had to fuck him up, he sedated
I don't wanna chill in a chair, I wanna throne (Ha)
I just wanna be at the top with all of my gold (Ha)
I just want my own little shawty, don't fuck with hoes (Ha)
Imma say it twice just to let these **** know
Bitch I laced it, wasted, face it, basic placement
Had to fuck him up, he sedated
Laced it, wasted, face it, basic placement
Had to fuck him up, he sedated
Ok my blade is itching, ready up, now I smell the fear
This is how it ends, don't look around, there's know one for you here
Its just you and me, so mothafucka are you feeling lucky
What's it gonna be, tell me what's it gonna be
Got my blade stained, plain face, say my fucking name
As my blood runs black you can tell we ain't the same
I'm on my final tick, these **** making me sick
But I'll never call it quits, cause I'll be baking this bitch (Ya)
Wasted, wasted, don't know what they laced it
Lately I've pacing to much, don't know if I'm racing
Keep pacing, pacing, now we got him pacing
Run down on that **** in a mask like I am Jason
Ya at least that like I'm finna make some
Your mama is my bottom bitch, she shrivel like a raisin
Lick pessimistic, it ain't real like what you say on
Sacrifice this **** to the devil like a satan (yea)
Now they see I got my sauce up (sauce up)
Tell these **** better boss up (better boss)
Get your drip, get your swag, get your flaws up
Say you losing die, well then **** put your paws up
I'm moving too fast, I got two on the dash, I don't care what the say, cause just look at my mileage
The rating is raising, don't care what the say, cause you that they hate, you that they calling
Shaqil on the ball on the way I've been ballin
I'm making the money by every which way
Don't care what they say, cause you know they hate
**** on my dick, you know they fake
These **** wanna know where I've been, don't drop the low (Ha)
I don't like to stay close to friends, they turn to foes (Ha)
There's bitches out there colder than ice, don't trust the snow (Ha)
Imma say it twice just to let these **** know
Bitch I laced it, wasted, face it, basic placement
Had to fuck him up, he sedated
Laced it, wasted, face it, basic placement
Had to fuck him up, he sedated
I don't wanna chill in a chair, I wanna throne (Ha)
I just wanna be at the top with all of my gold (Ha)
I just want my own little shawty, don't fuck with hoes (Ha)
Imma say it twice just to let these **** know
Bitch I laced it, wasted, face it, basic placement
Had to fuck him up, he sedated
Laced it, wasted, face it, basic placement
Had to fuck him up, he sedated
Written by: Charles Robert Tyree, Daniel Jacob Hill, James Zahair O’Hannon-Rodgers
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