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Rakim
119
Hip-Hop/Rap
Rakim was released on May 19, 2024 by RAKIM as a part of the album Rakim
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AlbumRakim
Release DateMay 19, 2024
LabelRAKIM
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM90

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rakim Robles
Rakim Robles
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rakim Robles
Rakim Robles
Songwriter

Lyrics

Yeah
It's your boy
We on deck
Listen, R to the A, K to the I-M
So I'm in love with the money since I've been locked in
Bitches started sellin' that pussy, I'm tryna buy in
**** tellin' me, "Stop rappin'", I'm just survivin'
Coney Hoodies, ACGs, let's get to robbin'
I've really been trappin' in the crib, ain't have a job
Since I got a mic, I've been ringin', I even leased the rights
Bitches, stop callin' my phone, 'cause I ain't lay the pipe
Spend the night, pussy tight, I gotta eat it twice
I'm tryin' to get with East and them ****, I'm about to send a kite
It was written, true religion, I never leave 'em sittin'
Even when I broke my ****, I never let the lintin'
Need a feature, fuck a Keisha, I got a Queen Latifah, she a eater
Money up, I got a clappin' visa
Shorty wakin', bakin' the kitchen, she even told Anita
Black Card Unlimited, ****, 'bout to go get a Caesar
You not like that, your bitches not like that
You **** not like that, you built not like that
You not like that, your bitches not like that
You **** not like that, you built not like that
These **** not gangsta, point-blank, period
A hundred pack to get that Range Rover out the dealership
Gone got the stars in the Wraith, I'm tryin' to get it too
Too many **** around, I need to get it cool
Smoke so much perp in the Ghost, I left the glacier blue
Pineapple soda to activists, how you 'posed to shoot
I leave the club with a dime, that's what you 'posed to do
Keep it playa, hella flavor, not leavin' nothin' new
Panty to the side, I ate the box, most likely true
My bitch keep callin' from Rikers, I told her Nike too
Shorty pulled up with her own Rollie, she icy too
Shorty never ate a fruit, but she always got the deuce
Don't call my phone, what's the nonsense, tell the gossip
You **** not built like me, you need to stop it, what's poppin'?
Don't ever call my phone just to pop shit
I just did a calendar, ****, I hope you got rich
You not like that, your bitches not like that
You **** not like that, you built not like that
You not like that, your bitches not like that
You **** not like that, you built not like that
Written by: Rakim Robles
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