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R.T.S.
Hip-Hop/Rap
R.T.S. was released on October 18, 2024 by steen as a part of the album R.T.S. - Single
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Release DateOctober 18, 2024
Labelsteen
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM111

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
steen
steen
Songwriter
Max Warren
Max Warren
Songwriter

Lyrics

Took a flight to Farrin 
And the city really, really booming
Moving hell-bound, chieffing on a doobie
Cruising downtown, living in a movie
Pop, lock and drop it like Huey
Party in da club, me and all my homies still buzzed
And we throwing all our benjis and fiddies in cut
Rockstars giving and receiving all the love
Seem tough, but really I be thinking "I look better than I feel"
Crazy how I'm always at the wheel
Swerve around while I'm in a drag race
Earning but my soul ain't acting real
Oh Lemme go and get my passport 
Cause Imma put my mind on a trip
Oh I just wanted God to take me home, take me home
Cause the Devil gon' rob me and take some more
Got my lungs so thick and the rum so empty
Drums gon' kick and the drugs are plenty
Got another whiff of a blunt, that's tempting
Bought another mix for my cup, that's twenty
Lines, card swiped ready for the snow (whoa)
All white, heading for their nose (whoa)
All eyes begging for some more (whoa)
Alright, get me out the door
My environment's changing my spirit
Always surrounded by people who love to do what they want
But there are some moments that mess with my heart
So many times I was offered the speed 
That they say I would need like I'm in the Olympics
Needles and pipes just to soften the beat in my chest
Every street I can find me a clinic
Telling me, "Take this"
"Shoot this"
"Take that"
"Smoke that"
"Liven up a little bit, take my hoes number"
"Call her up and you can have her for the whole summer"
"Ay, I can turn you to a roadrunner"
"Ay, I got everything that yall need"
"I'm not tryna get you killed"
"Just take a couple pills"
"Imma get you like Aubrey"
Got me sick to my stomach
Looking around and I see people jumping
Punches and kicks
Run up with sticks then go right into bussin
I feel the Lord is around looking down on me
Torn that the world is about to be poppin and locked in His radar
Pushing the button and turn it to ash
Finna top it with napalm
Clock ticking, bomb dipping
Got the glock whipping on you're top
Gotta watch, whole militia pop all around the block
See you walk, hit you with the AWP
Bullets never stop
Every opp will drop right to the ground
And like Covid, they're keeping their distance
6 feet away from the surface
Fall the bottom of hell
Or go fly to the top of the heavens
But you'll need a guide to help find your direction
Written by: David Steen, Max Warren
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