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74: Out of Time (feat. billy woods, Pink Siifu, Quelle Chris, Fly Anakin etc (Full album 2024)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ol' Burger Beats
Ol' Burger Beats
Performer
Awon
Awon
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ole-Birger Neergård
Ole-Birger Neergård
Lyrics
Antwan Wiggins
Antwan Wiggins
Lyrics
Kristoffer Eikrem
Kristoffer Eikrem
Lyrics
Sigurd Drågen
Sigurd Drågen
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ol' Burger Beats
Ol' Burger Beats
Producer

Lyrics

Yah, it's Awon, nah mean Ol' Burger, on the slow burner, ya nah mean Manifest into thin air all my desires 74 racks to wire, my vinyl supplier 74 Gerald Genta, Pateks I'm into Cold as the winter, any contender will surrender Land Rover cocaine matte white Defender Black interior, snake eyes a snow ninja With opulence I got a doctorate, me falling off is preposterous This last decade I've been dominate A sleeping giant, low-key though my name prominent I saw it all through the oculus, VR binoculars Buying real estate in the metaverse with crypto Got the blockchain locked like prisoners on Gitmo Fresher than the best dressed at Pitti Uomo Off-white for Virgil Abloh, bro that's if you know though The loud got me moving slow-mo, I'm on my mojo I must get paid for the fam, fuck that promo yo All these rappers want to live in laps of luxury What's the point if you can't do it with company If I get money, my fam gets money There's enough bread for all of us, no one left hungry All these rappers want to live in laps of luxury What's the point if you can't do it with company If I get money, my fam gets money There's enough bread for all of us, no one left hungry 74 two door Caprice vert on sixes GMT Swiss made timepiece, it glistens LS engine, rumbles system ridiculous Ol' Burger Beats blasting, cruising the mission Mini Draco, cause in the air it's always tension Swerve on potholes can't fuck up the suspension With this mic I'm a technician It's not a lot of underground cats in my position, or with the vision I leveled up, Hodinkee, to get my bezel up Micro-dose infinite pipes, I done seen pressure bust Mellow out 74 beats my resting rate Apple fritter lit in my joint, It's time to elevate Supreme Submariner, or the blacked out Nautilus My watchlist for watches y'all haters be so fraudulent Actin' up, frontin' for socials but you ain't racking up Always mad and stuff because your music is whack as fuck All these rappers want to live in laps of luxury What's the point if you can't do it with company If I get money, my fam gets money There's enough bread for all of us, no one left hungry All these rappers want to live in laps of luxury What's the point if you can't do it with company If I get money, my fam gets money There's enough bread for all of us, no one left hungry
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