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Split (feat. Delstar)
79
Hip-Hop/Rap
Split (feat. Delstar) was released on September 15, 2023 by Made Midwest Music as a part of the album DUO - EP
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Release DateSeptember 15, 2023
LabelMade Midwest Music
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM119

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeffery Sedal Blake
Jeffery Sedal Blake
Songwriter
Jawaun Devonte Lee Woods
Jawaun Devonte Lee Woods
Songwriter

Lyrics

Pretend, let's not complicate or pretend
Let's not complicate or pretend
Let's get lost in bottles again I got ****, bring all of your friends
All about dollars, we don't make ends without a blue collar, make it make sense
I ain't no scholar, I'm just a man who take all your problems, make it a plan
They see you hidin' inside the Benz even with the tints I'm ridin' down 10th
They was too busy followin' trends to realize that only dollars make sense
Team full of clowns, get in where you fit
You ball at a loss, I'm ballin', that's it I'm callin' big shots, you callin' it quits
Soon as I pop, she gon' go split
Soon as I'm up, she gon' go down
He can get lost and she can get found need me a fine girl in the stu
Cause I've been fine tunin' my sound up all night, she thinkin' bout me
Who I'm with and where I might be she just want peace of mind, that's fine
But she'll never get the shit from me these, these boys talkin' out of they neck
We'll stomp them words back through your spine I got bars for all of these ****
And ain't not a nan one will be kind yeah, I'm ahead but we can go slow
Miss me as soon as I'm through the door she'd be the last to learn when I leave
But girl, this time I'm lettin' you know that I probably won't be back for a minute
You throw a label on the table and we still independent
We ride around through the city and the windows is tinted
Might spin da block a couple times, make em wonder who's in it
Okay, you got it, my ****
Yeah, I got it, my ****
He was apart from the start, so I shout out my ****
I mean, we hotter than ****, like really hotter than ****
We got the magical flow like Harry Potter to ****
My, killin' curse is just a verse on a pad
We keep a stan at the crib like American Dad
My aunt married a Jackson, now we the smoothest of criminals
But I stole when I was ten, so I'm already bad
And my girl gave birth to my reason to rap
So I'm the dad, not as hard as this beat will just slap
And we been up so long, think I need me a nap
And as soon as she see me, man she feed me the WAP
But baby, let's not complicate or pretend
Let's get lost in bottles again I got ****, bring all of your friends
All about dollars, we don't make ends without a blue collar, make it make sense
I ain't no scholar, I'm just a man who take all your problems, make it a plan
They see you hidin' inside the Benz even with the tints I'm ridin' down 10th
They was too busy followin' trends to realize that only dollars make sense
Team full of clowns, get in where you fit
You ball at a loss, I'm ballin', that's it I'm callin' big shots, you callin' it quits
Soon as I pop, she gon' go split
DC
Written by: Jawaun Devonte Lee Woods, Jeffery Sedal Blake
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