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Almost Gone (feat. Blvd Quick)
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Almost Gone (feat. Blvd Quick) was released on April 19, 2019 by Jay Rebel Music as a part of the album Big Ape
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AlbumBig Ape
Release DateApril 19, 2019
LabelJay Rebel Music
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM77

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Blvd. Quick
Blvd. Quick
Performer
Fredo Bang
Fredo Bang
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Frederick Givens II
Frederick Givens II
Songwriter

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
DJ Kale on the beat, catching sales on your street, ****
[Verse 2]
I just put my fuckin' wrist to work
Got that blender on full speed
Lost my soul to these people's streets
Keep it cocked 'cause they envy me
More money, more money, more money, all I want
Them problems, them problems, them problems, almost gone
More money, more money, more money, all I want
Them problems, them problems, them problems, almost gone
[Verse 3]
**** grinded for cars, I grind for long nights
Fuck spending money on bitches, I save for grandson
Man, save a SIG, take that occasion and pace 'em
That boy said I'm a flop, told him, "keep waitin'"
I'm in the kitchen right now puttin' a two on it
My shooter bendin' your block, puttin' that blues on it
I got that white girl steady doin' gymnastics
Holler baby boomerang, they comin' back, yeah
Them Percocets eat my body up on the daily, bae
I crush that Addy in lean and take the pain away
Assist the pack to my youngin', he make a fadeaway
Then we balling like Spalding, Penny Hardaway
[Verse 4]
I just put my fuckin' wrist to work
Got that blender on full speed
Lost my soul to these people's streets
Keep it cocked 'cause they envy me
More money, more money, more money, all I want
Them problems, them problems, them problems, almost gone
More money, more money, more money, all I want
Them problems, them problems, them problems, almost gone
[Verse 5]
I just put my fuckin' wrist to work, yeah, yeah
Shake the dope, I'ma make you twerk, yeah, yeah
Fuck your bitch, catch a play and pop a Perc'
My pockets got them blue strips, Papa Smurf
I get that bag so the people on me daily
But I ain't trippin' 'cause my lawyer Ron Haley
I'm like a fiend, if I don't get it, I go crazy
The people knockin' on my door, hope they don't raid me
[Verse 6]
I just put my fuckin' wrist to work
Got that blender on full speed
Lost my soul to these people's streets
Keep it cocked 'cause they envy me
More money, more money, more money, all I want
Them problems, them problems, them problems, almost gone
More money, more money, more money, all I want
Them problems, them problems, them problems, almost gone
Written by: Frederick Givens II
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