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Foreign Car
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Foreign Car was released on May 10, 2022 by Yung Gang Music Records as a part of the album Foreign Car - Single
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Release DateMay 10, 2022
LabelYung Gang Music Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM93

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kenneth Nse-Obong Jackson
Kenneth Nse-Obong Jackson
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kenneth Nse-Obong Jackson
Kenneth Nse-Obong Jackson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Producer O-TEN
Producer O-TEN
Mixing Engineer
Strung Music Entertainment
Strung Music Entertainment
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah, you hurt me
That shit motivate me
I went harder
In pain I cried out loud
You didn't hear me
You didn't done being heartless
But I build up
Just got in the city
Dressed fresh no kidding
Ice on me be glary
I'm here to do the things I couldn't (couldn't do)
Lord please forgive me
I've did a lot of things that could kill me
I'm always on my feet to bear them
I pray them don't come sooner
I did it for me and my family
Pull up inna foreign car
Dream is to pull up in a foreign car
Pull inna foreign
Dream is to pull in a foreign car
Maserati, yea I pull up
Lamborghini, man I pull up
Jet ski, man I pull up
Yea, yea
I got my mind made up
Legal or illegal I need to be at the top
No one from my city really made it to the top
Pride and greed is what we're facing at the bottom
I'm doing me till the world believe in me
See that I'm good and a perfect fit
Been in the game I'm not chasing clout
Buy my private jet fly above the cloud
Yea
Pull up inna foreign car
Dream is to pull up in a foreign car
Pull inna foreign
Dream is to pull in a foreign car
Maserati, yea I pull up
Lass Boutique, I pull up
Leroy's boutique, I pull up
GTFOX man I pull up
Yeah, you hurt me
That shit motivate me
I went harder
In pain I cried out loud
You didn't hear me
You didn't done being heartless
But I build up
Got hurt by people I love the most
Heartbreak is terrible
These days I've been alone
Or I'm hanging out with my soul
Smoking like khalifa
Working on my decimals
Gotta go digital
Fuck with friends who too want the bag
Distraction from these bitches I avoid that
Cross me once like a mot'fuckers I cross ya out
I sense bad energy you ain't real, **** fuck off
Don't call my phone when you need some'
Bitch I'm a star now
Just one more time
I need you just one more time
Back in my life
But I ain't going back to those lies
Girl you fuck me up
When I needed you most
Girl you fuck me over
Slowly dying in pain overdose
It's over
I'm gon be that **** that lives in my head
Just got in the city
Dressed fresh no kidding
Ice on me be glary
I'm here to do the things I couldn't (couldn't do)
Lord please forgive me
I've did a lot of things that could kill me
I'm always on my feet to bear them
I pray them don't come sooner
I did it for me and my family
Written by: Kenneth Nse-Obong Jackson
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