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Here It Go
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Here It Go was released on January 26, 2024 by Chunk Records as a part of the album 11:35
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Album11:35
Release DateJanuary 26, 2024
LabelChunk Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM81

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Zyan Johnson
Zyan Johnson
Songwriter

Lyrics

This shit gettin' old, real **** losin', bitch, **** gettin' bold
Summer's gettin' hotter, but my heart gettin' cold
Every song I ever wrote came from the bottom of my soul
Get in the booth and let it go
You can hear the gospel in it if you just listen, here it go
Listen, here it go
When you hear them tires scratchin', pay attention, here they go
Pay attention, here they go
I was in and out the county jail
Judge ain't want
To give me bail
Visitation with my son
Got me feelin' like I failed
All I ever wanted was to win, but I kept takin' L's
Bro died on my last bid,
can't let them see ,my pain in here
it's game time
Wonder who gon' be here when the rain dry
Never thought my dog would think I changed, cause I got changed now
Bitch, I'm still the same guy, just got me a lil' name now
Wide body, range high, bullied the whole lane now
Pistol in his pictures, heard he died with that same fye
Rhyme for them **** and he died for them same guys
Pistol in his pictures, heard he died with that same fye
Rhyme for them **** and he died for them same guys
You can hear the gospel in it if you just listen, here it go
Listen, here it go
When you hear them tires scratchin', pay attention, here they go
Pay attention, here they go
My dog gave up on his dreams and it still haunt him in his sleep
Hard to go legit, I rap, but still got one foot in the streets
Cause them videos ain't free and I gotta pay for all them beats
Plus I still got a son, this shit ain't easy as you think
I just left the block a blink, unk been locked since I was three
Too much smoke inside the city, got these **** pushin' peace
My dog Capone been pushin' pea's, got his name from sellin' weed
Size 38 waist, but this 40 in my jeans, I been solo
I got a dinner date tonight at Soho, I ain't stressin' no hoe
Especially one I met at SoCo, these bitches trippin
Do so much talkin', you don't listen, she catchin' feelings
I think it's time I kept my distance, keep him out my business
Seen street **** turn witness, I had a vision
It's gon' pay off if you stay persistent
You can hear the gospel in it if you just listen, here it go
When you hear them tires scratchin', pay attention, here they go
Free dem ****, RIP them ****
Written by: Zyan Johnson
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