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25 PERCS
15
Hip-Hop/Rap
25 PERCS was released on October 23, 2023 by Amiri / Chances Make Champions as a part of the album NARCAN
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AlbumNARCAN
Release DateOctober 23, 2023
LabelAmiri / Chances Make Champions
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM117

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Steven Drake Edwards
Steven Drake Edwards
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Marquis Infinity
Marquis Infinity
Producer

Lyrics

My mom was like, who were the black boys you was with
I said those were my buddies
No, Kevin, those were drug dealers
I just sold 25 percs in one transaction
I sold them all for 15, let my dawg get the backend
Yo line slowed the fuck up cause they know that you keep crap in
Auntie call me every 20, she just know that I keep crack in
Yo lil' Nat come around me talking freaky shidd I'm whacking
She asked me for some money, I told her no bitch I'm stacking
I ain't bust it out the package yet, my phone steady slapping
Told him give me a lil' minute, I'ma be there shit I'm packing
Bitch I keep me a lil' knife and a gun, I'm never lacking
And that shit was never dead, **** scared, I'm steady trapping
You one of them **** that's gon' tell a **** to catch you out in traffic
I'm on ****'s ass that second that moment, **** what's happening
But naw, I be focused on money or shit, I'm trying to make it rappin'
Yo bitch knowing that shit too, that's why her ass steady clapping
I'm down the way with the "bark", and shit my dog steady snapping
These other **** rap about my life, in other words, they bapping
My car for the road, baby, but it's paid for
Can get a 2024, we put it in your name, ho
I'ma forever sell some dope, cook coke so they can smoke
I'm doing this shit for my people, but I got love for some folks
Being broke ain't funny, but they gon' laugh once they know
I am certified trapper, it ain't a place that I can't go to
Don't call my phone, quoting prices , you want some shit, then let me know
Hit a bitch and pass her to my bro, Aint trippin' bout a hoe
Get a bag or go home, or they gon' send you to the store
If you don't fuck around and get that bag, they sending you to both
I need to head out west, find a migo, get a boat
I'll never leave my brother, I live by a different oath
Everything a **** own, shid it came from Dealing Dough
Jump in your bag, bitch, and get up out yo feelings, ho
Getting some money gon' feel way better than sitting there broke
Shit, I had to do the same thing, just wanna let you know
I just sold 25 percs in one transaction
I sold them all for 15, let my dawg get the backend
Yo line slowed the fuck up, cause they know that you keep crap in
Auntie call me every 20, she just know that I keep crack in
Yo, lil' Nat come around me talking freaky shid I'm whacking
She asked me for some money, I told her, no, bitch, I'm stacking
I ain't busted it out the package yet, my phone steady slapping
Told him, give me a lil' minute, I'ma be there, shit, I'm packing
Okay, if I find out you a person that ain't help nobody in your life
I ain't helping you, and I'm suckering you out
I don't feel no sorry
**** be really wanting help, and they ain't help nobody though, like
and I done seen folks help folks, man
Folks that help you, you pose to be working to pay them back, bro
You **** is bums, dawg
Written by: Steven Drake Edwards
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