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Temporary Title
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Temporary Title was released on October 28, 2023 by Nocon Studios as a part of the album Cvrrent x Foreign The Album
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Release DateOctober 28, 2023
LabelNocon Studios
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM169

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Karese Edwards
Karese Edwards
Songwriter
Nishaun Jackson
Nishaun Jackson
Songwriter

Lyrics

Couldn't tell you how I get it, man, the flow just come to me
Ain't no money comforting, but ain't ending no pain and suffering
I just be wondering, I guess the only answer make more
I think I know that ain't gon' be enough for me though
But at the same time, like, what more do I need
All the little shit I seen, man, like, what more could it mean
People tryna play me, but claim we on the same team
Going down the wrong road, barking up the wrong tree
Why you think I'm so calm? Laid back, it's the weed
Sometimes I gotta do that to keep them bullets off my jeans
I have a pocket full like loose chains
Going to the right spot, park the whip around the block
Walk down, hoodie up, don't need no fucking dot
But I be trying not to trip, especially not about no thot
Plenty other shit that we could throw bout
Fucking have a showdown or fucking shoot out
If that's how it go down, that's how it go down
Not finna show out, best believe I show up
But if I do, I blow that shit up, then I blow my blunt down
Got my fire going now, I bet that shit don't go out
Spin and spin again, merry go round
Like, fuck you talking bout, ain't nothing to talk bout
****, ain't nothing to talk bout
Like, when I was in the whip, just looking out the window
Thinking, what else did I miss
Clueless as a bitch, I ain't know you had no common sense
Like what you spent on rent
I just told my bro he cannot miss, and then I scored again
Just to show you I'm bout what I preach, I'll never sleep again
Bet I make it happen in my sleep
And now she coming back with ripped, torn, and half of the receipts
Like I ain't giving shit to her, and she ain't giving shit to me
Tell the pussy rest in peace, rest in
Rest in everything I need to give me peace
To hold my thoughts together, that's when I would smoke a little weed
Talk to bro bout some things, and hit my bitch have a release
Never missing after three, cause all I see is hella green
All you **** see is me, cause I refuse to fucking leave
I have a pocket full of hundreds weighing down my jeans
That cost another hundred, I ain't pay
Bitch, I got it free, that's the perks of being me
Off the perks a lil' speed cola case, we gotta flee
That's the thing about it, only like a handful of people knowing what I mean
And that's the team
Written by: Karese Edwards, Nishaun Jackson
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