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Mona
Hip-Hop/Rap
Mona was released on November 1, 2024 by Lowercase god, under exclusive license to 2Numb2Feel as a part of the album Mona - Single
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Release DateNovember 1, 2024
LabelLowercase god, under exclusive license to 2Numb2Feel
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM144

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lowercase god
Lowercase god
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kaiso
Kaiso
Producer
Lowercase god
Lowercase god
Engineer

Lyrics

Yo
Still been on shit
High, ain't locked in
Wrist ain't buss but man can't clock this
I been down since man done clocked in
Send me home, I beg
Don't watch this
Soul is back
The shit I lost is never found like phones in mosh pits
Boxes full of clothes
And some of her swag man done kept as hostage
Man ain't grown up
Blind, ain't sonar
I can't see that, hear that, Mona
Dumb like Homer
Dough man roll up
I need bread so man still show up
Hate them young-bucks
Ducking olders
Lynx and weed, I smell them odors
Need that cream like Head & Shoulders, yuh
Uh
Trust, them man don't stop with the lies
I still got bars in the gate for them guys
Know any beat flung, man I stick with mine
You ain't hear one beat that a man ain't fry
But I flip that flow like a burger
Pack and a burner, me if your man ain't ride
Don't blame me if your man switch sides
TwoNumb my gang, boy I got my ties
She a senpai like Kex and Nendo
Take man's spirit like Sen to Chihiro
Fly like a blue bird, gone De Janeiro
Open them ninja, I never did fear smoke
Stuck to your face and your ears like a beard, bro
B double O, I was counting them zeroes
Ice one shot them man like a Sheer Cold
Back in the ball like a nut or a
Man, I wake and I kill shit
Shit and a shaving
Star with the fire, I never been Raven
Cah' I don't dance, I'm chilling and blazing
Diligent mind like a militant haven
Man, I flow so hard man ah sign that patent
Pagan, I ain't even like them phrases
Man, I'm so cold, I'm like a boner in tight pants
I'm hard, it's blatant
God don't check up, know I'm checking Him
Nuff' man act tuff, none ain't threatening
All that noise gets more than deafening
Day I drop, man, call that reckoning
That mic done lured man in, shit's beckoning
Nuff' gyal catfish, good with the editing
I got a car now, I'm done with the pedaling
Don't discredit him, awh man
Still been on shit
High, ain't locked in
Wrist ain't buss but man can't clock this
I been down since man done clocked in
Send me home, I beg
Don't watch this
Soul is back
The shit I lost is never found like phones in mosh pits
Boxes full of clothes
And some of her swag man done kept as hostage
Man ain't grown up
Blind, ain't sonar
I can't see that, hear that, Mona
Dumb like Homer
Dough man roll up
I need bread so man still show up
Hate them young-bucks
Ducking olders
Lynx and weed, I smell them odors
Need that cream like Head & Shoulders, yuh
Uh
Uh
Yeah
Haha, eugh, eugh
Written by: Lowercase god
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