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Mayday
2,575
Hip-Hop/Rap
Mayday was released on November 20, 2020 by New 11 Records as a part of the album Xelfmade 2
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Release DateNovember 20, 2020
LabelNew 11 Records
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM127

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
J Swey
J Swey
Performer
Azide
Azide
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joel Bengtsson
Joel Bengtsson
Lyrics
Joshua Davies Cole
Joshua Davies Cole
Songwriter

Lyrics

I got some cash in my pocket, I'm killin' it
I'm goin' fast, I ain't talkin' 'bout dealerships
Nobody real as me, nobody real as this
Shawty was fillin' me, yeah she was feelin' me
I stay away from the haters and fakes
My gut feeling don't ever mistake
Only chase one thing, that's the money chase
Ain't shit sweet like a birthday cake
My dawg, click-clack, I ain't catchin' no case
I'm always on time, y'all **** is late
I'm smokin' big packs, big blunts to the face
I'm with a bad bitch, she givin' me face
Yeah, whole gang eat, got the cash in the safe
Eating real good steak, good steak on my plate
She like my voice, I'ma make her ass shake
Got the end of the night, got her drippin' like a lake
I'm young and I'm rowdy, straight out the Dog Pound
You know that we made it, we gon' tear the house down
You know that I'm faded, screamin' "fuck the lockdown!"
You know that we made it, why they tryna talk now?
They keep on talkin' and talkin' and talkin' and talkin' and talkin' (Shh)
I'm 'bout to shut their ass up, I got the .45 and make sure that they stop it (P-p-pew pew)
I'm always workin', I'm grindin', I'm goin' so fast like a mo'fuckin' rocket
I'm at the club and I'm drippin', shawty lookin' at me like a piece of chocolate
On god, never cappin', my **** be strappin', you know you ain't catchin' us lackin' (Catchin' us lackin')
All of you ****, man, always be talkin', bitch all of that hate was some yappin'
You know I'm a strike guy, I'm never defensive, a **** act up, I'm attackin' (Know I'm attackin')
I got what you need and I got what you want, if you buying you better come tap in
I'm young and I'm rowdy, straight out the Dog Pound
You know that we made it, we gon' tear the house down
You know that I'm faded, screamin' "fuck the lockdown!"
You know that we made it, why they tryna talk now?
My dawg, click-clack, I ain't catchin' no case
I'm always on time, y'all **** is late
I'm smokin' big packs, big blunts to the face
I'm with a bad bitch, she givin' me face
Yeah, whole gang eat, got the cash in the safe
Eating real good steak, good steak on my plate
She like my voice, I'ma make her ass shake
Got the end of the night, got her drippin' like a lake
I'm young andI'm rowdy, straight out the Dog Pound
You know that we made it, we gon' tear the house down
You know that I'm faded, screamin' "fuck the lockdown!"
You know that we made it, why they tryna talk now?
Bitch we made it (Made it)
This shit goin' down (It's goin' down, yeah)
Mayday, sound the alarm (Sound the alarm)
Bitch we made it (Made it)
This shit goin' down (It's goin' down, yeah)
Mayday, sound the alarm (Sound the alarm)
We gon' tear the house down
Written by: Joel Bengtsson, Joshua Davies Cole
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