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Busch Blvd
114
Hip-Hop/Rap
Busch Blvd was released on August 22, 2022 by 8Thirteen The Label as a part of the album Most Loved (Deluxe)
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Release DateAugust 22, 2022
Label8Thirteen The Label
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM153

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kyle Crawford
Kyle Crawford
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
YUNSEI
YUNSEI
Producer
Chef9thegod
Chef9thegod
Producer
kevin katana
kevin katana
Producer

Lyrics

I keep confusing my gun and my jeans
Because everything I keep wit me number 9
Cracking a smile and she seeing the gold
If I smile any harder, this place going blind
Gotta look deep in her soul even though
If you look for the bad, then thats all you gon' find
I heard some **** say I ain't the hardest
I don't even sweat it, just back on my grind
Technical foul cuz I'm over the line
Powder they nose cuz they doing a line
Come to my show, gotta wait in the line
Shawty a rattler, I know she a dime
She from Bethune and I know she a vibe
I told 'em party wit me, you can hang wit the team
Now that's a classic of mine
**** be fake in the brain, it's all in they head
They got plastic minds
**** be lame, I'm ashamed
I cannot believe that they wasting my time
Now you would think I'm a kid
They way I'm a spy and then turned to the guy
We really committing arson
Cuz my **** be quick to the fire
We really get to the bread
The yeast, Italian, even the rye
Put a red dot on his head like Dubai
I really meant India, Why even try?
I keep on fucking up all my geography
Might as well get a PJ just to fly
Whenever I leave her I know she gon' cry
She making it harder for me to goodbye
Back on my grizzly shit like I'm Ja
I kee confusing my gun and my jeans
Because everything I keep wit me number 9
Cracking a smile and she seeing the gold
If I smile any harder, this place going blind
Gotta look deep in her soul even though
If you look for the bad, then thats all you gon' find
I heard some **** say I ain't the hardest
I don't even sweat it, just back on my grind
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
I hate confusing my gun and my jeans
Because everything I keep wit me number 9
Cracking a smile and she seeing the gold
If I smile any harder, this place going blind
Gotta look deep in her soul even though
If you look for the bad, then thats all you gon' find
I heard some **** say I ain't the hardest
I don't even sweat it, just back on my grind
Shawty she blowing me up like I'm Tecca
I ask "What you want?" then I hang up my line
Coming to me like like the Mecca
But I am the bomb, like reversing 11 and 9
Maybe that bar was too close to the edge
Hit in his chest now he doing the pledge
Faster than hogs that are blue with a hedge
Now he got poison from all of this lead
He shoulda just stayed in the building instead
He thinking how nobody cares bout his cred
They really just post you with wings when you dead
Maybe might even just put in some clouds
Not even care how the night even led
**** be dyin and going to feds
Sipping the Juice 'til I'm ruling the world
Shrooms got me trippy Now I see the Redd
I hate confusing my gun and my jeans
Because everything I keep wit me number 9
Cracking a smile and she seeing the gold
If I smile any harder, this place going blind
Gotta look deep in her soul even though
If you look for the bad, then thats all you gon' find
I heard some **** say I ain't the hardest
I don't even sweat it, just back on my grind
Written by: Kyle Crawford
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