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Never Switch
Hip-Hop/Rap
Never Switch was released on December 31, 2024 by Rich AB as a part of the album MEED
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AlbumMEED
Release DateDecember 31, 2024
LabelRich AB
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM181

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rich Ab
Rich Ab
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Abdul Hameed Scott
Abdul Hameed Scott
Lyrics
Jaden Waugh
Jaden Waugh
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
H11dro
H11dro
Producer

Lyrics

I came to far to stop
I ain’t never call it quits
And never called the cops
They just hatin
We ain’t beefin
I can’t call em oops
She run fingers threw my waves
I cut off all my locs
Feel like I dropped the top
I dropped and never stopped
Ever since 16 every 16
I jump in a pocket
Stocked up jumped in a rocket
I been training for war
Gotta up score
Hard life I never knocked it
Everyday I still struggle
Everyday I still rumble
We watched phat die on a ring cam
That shit made me sick
Baby Rae died on that bike
I cried from 5 to probably 6
I can’t explain it life’s a bitch
I ain’t seen my son in 2 years
You know his mom a trip
I got whole lotta shit
Except for maybe common sense
… Whole lot on my plate I’m never going on a diet bitch
I slept on that couch so long I hate to sit
I ain’t doing features if I got jump on and babysit
I’m spanking shit
Rich then it’s ab then it’s Meed it’s like we taking shifts
I’m a star
Make a wish
I been cookin here’s a dish
Rear view Imma blow a kiss
I should drop an album called aim
It’s like I never miss
I don’t even mind saying names
I hear another diss
I cut off my friends
For all that shit they did behind my back
Forgave it once
And Can’t forgive it twice it ain’t no love in that
Yea
I got my body right and my fixed teeth
So it’s on now
I got everything I ever wanted
I need more now
I go fishing in my backyard when I get bored now
And I been on my Rosa parks shit when I board now
I had threw some ricks on to walk through the storm
Never leave the crib without it ****
Free like norm
I be doing my own thing I don’t care what you doing
We don’t fuck the same hoes
I don’t care who you screw-in
Foreal
I throw it on foreal
I had got off them pills
I miss my brother jalil
I might go home for a lil
Got beat the road just to chill
I ain’t too pressed for a deal
It took some timin to heal
If I fail I tried still
Heavy on my mind still
Went legit
And I don’t steal
I miss kev he was real
Briscoe died it gave me chills
Cry myself to sleep at night
My pillow prolly damp still
Praying and I’m eating right
I look up to my dad still
Never switch
Written by: Abdul Hameed Scott, Jaden Waugh
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