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Older
79
Hip-Hop/Rap
Older was released on October 4, 2024 by APM THE LABEL as a part of the album Battery Pack III
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Release DateOctober 4, 2024
LabelAPM THE LABEL
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM113

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Melvoni
Melvoni
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rojay Laboissiere
Rojay Laboissiere
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
ONFROZE
ONFROZE
Producer

Lyrics

Uh uh
M-E-L-V-ONI ah
It’s Melvoni
Let me take y’all back
Before a **** was into the rap
Back when a **** use to chill in the trap
Where do I start, where do I start
Let’s start with the first gun
Found my first gun at six
The heater was under heater
Use to play with that shit like
Any **** run up he gon be a Peter
Bow he won’t make it a couple meters
Mentality changed soon as I touch that nina
I was just listening to Justin Bieber
Now I’m thinking bout shooting from the knee up
Any **** play my finger gon delete em
Now fast forward, when I was a jit
Thinking bout where is my placement
I grew up with them killers and drillers
Remember chilling with my dad in the basement
He was wildn but he only went to the island
For mother fucking immigration
Got caught on some other shit
But I ain’t gone talk about all his cases nah nah
I used to think that life was sweet
But now a **** getting older
Remember looking up to other ****
Now I gotta look over my shoulder
Summer nights was getting hotter
And winter days was getting colder
I know where I’m from, I won’t forget
Forever I’ll remain a soldier
I found a couple more straps in my life
But at 13 I was carrying knives
At 14 bitch I hopped off the porch
And after that I was carrying fire
I created that gang forever I bang
Babyface Apm you know the name
I was the **** that couldn’t be tamed
And this shit was right before all of the fame
Kicked outta school so I turned to the streets
Started getting money a **** got flee
Around this time met my brother ob
Funny **** tryna sell me a P
He showed me crack for the first time
I’m like gimme something I could work with
He like Rojay keep a strong mind
Trust me this ain’t really worth it
I used to think that life was sweet
But now a **** getting older
Remember looking up to other ****
Now I gotta look over my shoulder
Summer nights was getting hotter
And winter days was getting colder
I know where I’m from, I won’t forget
Forever I’ll remain a soldier
Back when I was cracking cards
And use to sell my little weed
Remember when I had a job
But it ain’t get me what I need no
And let’s not forget about
When I almost lost my mind over a bitch
They use to ask what I wanna be
When I grow up
And I always respond rich
I was always writing music
But I never thought I use it
Cause I grew up watching criminals get it
And trust me it was a influence
Then retro told me just try this shit
We was skipping school to go to Chris crib
And that’s all we did
Young dumbass kids
Feel me everyday I gotta thank god for the opportunity. Like shit really different keep it a stack. Wasn’t for this music shit i probably would’ve been in jail or not even been alive. Remember all those times I made mom dukes cry. Now I could buy her a crib and all the shit I promised as a kid.
I used to think that life was sweet
But now a **** getting older
Remember looking up to other ****
Now I gotta look over my shoulder
Summer nights was getting hotter
And winter days was getting colder
I know where I’m from, I won’t forget
Forever I’ll remain a soldier
Written by: Rojay Laboissiere
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