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Engage Eight
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Engage Eight was released on July 3, 2024 by Sapphire Snow / XIIIForever as a part of the album Tupac Shaikur
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Release DateJuly 3, 2024
LabelSapphire Snow / XIIIForever
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM96

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Phillip Jordan
Phillip Jordan
Songwriter

Lyrics

He thought he was going to trip and I wasn't going to trip with him
He used to walk normal until the stick hit him
Its not a figure of speech, it really hit different
I usually say engage 8 when I call blitzes
We is not friends or opps, I don't know you ****
I bet when the chop open shop, he don't want no business
What's 20, I just walked out of Louis with big bags
Its switchcraft, **** will need doctors and skin grafts
I hit the streets for this cheese, you was all you could be
You wouldn't believe how outgoing that I used to be
I just got tired of people using me
Now I get paid when I talk, I ain't speaking for free
Illuminati with my mind, soul, and my body
Told them come on, I'd still sacrifice anybody
You got a Glock, I got a chop, let's do some karate
Focused up, I couldn't slow down, them demons behind me
Pull up and drop a whole hunnid, they think it's a hit
4th and goal, all a **** really know it's blitz
Gotta goal, I'm trying to reach, so I'm taking risks
Every morning, bitch, I'm waking up cooking grits
I don't think shit, I know I am, I been the shit
First game, PAL season, trying to benefit
Sell a pedigree, a fiend, get a lil' pit
The trap only had the pup, he called it lil' pip
Bad bitch, and she nasty like Lil' Kim
Don't play with me, you gon' die, play with one of them
From A to Z, got enough to serve you and him
It's hard to move when you got gang shooting at your rim
It's a 25, one owner, go and check the vin
I hopped in my bag for cash, I came out with bins
All these **** say they know me, was never cool with them
She say her man got this whip, bitch this a different trim
I keep muscle, **** will nip you just for trying to hustle
I turn Bill for the bills, you more like Brian Russell
I got the dumps, became a champ like I'm Timothy Duncan
Mas through the oop to Pape Griff', I came and I dunked it
I'm rich, ****, fuck it
In the hood, worth millions, try and score a bucket
And I came up from nothing, good in your hood and my hood bad bitches love me
And I think your bitch wanna fuck me
She probably see this presidential like Bill Gluckman
You **** only talk mean and you ain't kill nothing
Shoot a **** till his ass can't feel nothing
Got some **** on parole, still a drill, somethin'
Know some **** that ain't told, but they act the toughest
Glock four, five ****, we ain't fittin' tuck it
Save that shit for another ****
He probably love you.
Money
Written by: Phillip Jordan
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