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This Ain't That
Hip-Hop/Rap
This Ain't That was released on August 4, 2023 by Yellow Eyes as a part of the album Transfemme Fatale
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Release DateAugust 4, 2023
LabelYellow Eyes
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM59

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yellow Eyes
Yellow Eyes
Performer
Nate Womack
Nate Womack
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nate Womack
Nate Womack
Songwriter
Arjun, Jackson
Arjun, Jackson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Davidtamas
Davidtamas
Producer

Lyrics

This ain’t that
No filter, Gon Kill my wrath
Ape shit
Got skill, no cap
Off kilter- Don’t feel no bad
Watch this
Might peel yo cap
Talk shit, get hit
Like bratttt!
Tongue slip
I will bite back
Don’t bitch
I’ll bitch right back
(watch this)
Gallery statement
Word salad displayment
Thousand worth a pic-
I was bound to be painting
Human on earth
I was bound to meet Satan
Time would only matter when I’m salary changing
I charge $1K for a verse, that’s my caliber baby
$20 buck words, got nerve for a young buck
5 hunnid total, no less, it was touch luck
Couldn’t book Yellow?
Here’s a lesson for you dumb fucks
Hittas got heat
My blade like a tool kit
Tech, Ty Lee
Definition of a cool kid
Check my chi
Limousine, been stretched out
Kept my calm,
Long haul, went the best route
Dick like balls, so big
Leave you stretched out
9 missed calls so pressed
When you stressed out
Text my boss,
"When is Yellow spossed’ to get out?"
Workin past dawn
All my ethics been x’d out
This my shit
No feeling gone feel like this
(my bad)
Still write hits
Them bitches
Don’t build my bridge,
(like that)
Brick by brick
My empire might flip, get cash
Overnight don’t trip
Check stats
Wasn’t quick
Shit I spent 6 racks
(No cap)
This ain’t that
No filter, Gon Kill my wrath
Ape shit
Got skill, no cap
Off kilter
Don’t feel no bad
(Watch this)
Might peel yo cap
Talk shit, get hit
Like bratttt!
Tongue slip
I will bite back
Don’t bitch
I’ll bitch right back
Nowadays we laugh a lot
Funny now in retrospect
First it hit a nerve,
Funny bones get disrespect
Hard to curb a feeling,
When a gut punch in effect
Now i just sit and observe
I’ve grown intellect
Y’all bitches love to disturb-
Up on the internet
Never too old for this work
I got to even pressure
Gift of gab mixed with curse
I'm like a lethal weapon
Teaming up with Nate, went beserk
He cure an evil presence
I ain’t no regular guy, I’m not accustomed to fraud
I been the highest of high , and if they’re of secular mind,
I look em dead in the eye introduce em to god
I been a menace to ministers, sinister, handle my businesses,
My signature gone be abroad.
I came to revel in battle and not for applause.
Solo, don’t tell me the odds.
Ain’t been spitting since way back
Ain’t got no album on 8-track
But I came clean like Ajax
In a may-tag, City been off-course, where the reins at
Came real hard, maintained that
That’s why me and my team, we gone gain plaques
Maybe then I’ll even get a face tat
Speeding through the city in a Maybach
I don’t need to know when the brakes at!
Written by: Arjun, Jackson, Nate Womack
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