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50 Deep
Hip-Hop/Rap
50 Deep was released on July 1, 2024 by ArtEye/4OURTY7EVEN PRODUCTIONS/ SHERM STATION as a part of the album Slouch & Sherm (Volume One)
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Release DateJuly 1, 2024
LabelArtEye/4OURTY7EVEN PRODUCTIONS/ SHERM STATION
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM75

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jessy Oyola
Jessy Oyola
Songwriter
Jason Soto
Jason Soto
Songwriter
Arthur Jannello-Ruiz
Arthur Jannello-Ruiz
Songwriter

Lyrics

Still outside with a whole new meaning, whole new swagger
Take it from me, this road not safe, so watch your travel
Talk a whole lot, but don't got a reason, I keep it past me
Look at this piece, I got my Jesus, please just leave me to my passage
Roll about 50 deep, this green, still be attaching
Both of my opps still speak bout all of my feats, ain't seen them since we was in classes
Now I got goals, bread goin' straight to deposit, but grandpa said never go cashless
Hey, can't only be for the profit, you never get paid for your absence
Hey, I done developed the fabric, now I got somethin' to match it
Hey, underground keepin' it tapped in, most of my brothers is rapping
I burn bridges, turn to ashes, I turn visions into actions
Please just listen when I'm rappin', strictly wisdom, we straight cappin
I might leave a message, might just redirect all of my peace to heaven
Please, let me preach a second reach, for my legal weapon
Young Jess don't have no amigos, cause y'all just be flat like some free throws
You know they can never beat me though, but he was hiding, we find em' like Nemo
I got my shades on, you can't see em', know I got hella shawties in my DM
I'm runnin' the bread, AM to the PM, know my shit, the best your shit is decent
Still outside with a whole new meaning, whole new swagger
Take it from me, this road not safe, so watch your travel
Talk a whole lot, but don't got reason, I keep it past me
Look at this peace, I got my Jesus, please just lead me to my passage
Roll about 50 deep, this green, still be attaching
Both of my opps still speak bout all of my feats, ain't seen them since we was in classes
Now I got goals, bread goin' straight to deposit , but grandpa said never go cashless
Can't only be for the profit, you never get paid for your absence
I fill this shit bout a liter, speed through a fleet of combatants
Whole lot of talkin' from demons, why would I reason with bastards?
Can't even pop out, that scenery isn't for me? I don't need it to capture
Breakin' down walls when I need to, got hold of my Nina, they recently after
Finna turn up the rapture
Skrrt round through disaster
Pardon my riff, my chatter
My rights, my wrongs, don't know what matter
Run your pockets, Jess came in with a big ol' chopper, bro came with a rocket
Big ass missile, Opp came in tryna act like bout that shit with no pistol
We might have an issue, achoo, God bless me, somebody gave me my tissue
Choppa might hit you, no karate, but I'ma just slide and hit you with jiu-jitsu
Big, big, big drippin', told big bro bring that stick in
I got my shades on, peed my vision, I got ADHD, can't listen bitch, I got ADHD from the fidget, Jess stay sippin
I got some lean in my cup, pink pissin', I'm still tippin
You know my double cup dirty, re-up from the plug when I'm finished
Still outside with a whole new meaning, whole new swagger
Take it from me, this road not safe, so watch your travel
Talk a whole lot, but don't got reason I keep it past me
Look at this piece, I got my Jesus, please just lead me to my passage
Written by: Arthur Jannello-Ruiz, Jason Soto, Jessy Oyola
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