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Finding Neemo
Hip-Hop/Rap
Finding Neemo was released on January 1, 2025 by MakeDreamsReal as a part of the album Parlay
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AlbumParlay
Release DateJanuary 1, 2025
LabelMakeDreamsReal
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM76

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
MDRWillo
MDRWillo
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Will Coney
Will Coney
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
MDRWillo
MDRWillo
Engineer
Alkame
Alkame
Producer

Lyrics

Speeding through Oak Cliff, I'm in this rocket ship
That boy say he got the bag, but it do not exist
Wocky in my cup, diamonds on my wrist
The Prada boots I want is Brown, but I am not like Chris
Young fly ****, I can't never fold
In the club, might spark the Dutch, I'm chillin' with my Bros
I'm gon' chase the paper, let y'all have the hoes
**** know I'm fresh to death until my casket close
Speeding through the city, I'm still on my way
Both my light-skinned bitches wet, they just like Steph & Klay
All about my Green, they say I'm just like Dray
Know if I get out my mind, don't know what I'm gon' say
I'm gon' make it though, yeah, that's what I'm gon' do
These **** always tryna judge, don't know what I been through
She left me on red, but now my hunnids blue
And I been fly so long that these **** say I flew
I don't need no fade, these **** know I'm trim
My pronouns is DA one, these **** know I'm him
Bad bitch, ass fat, and her stomach slim
Skimming through the money, yeah, she just like Kim
I told her I'm the one, I'm just like Derrick Rose
Soon as I turn on the cam, she taking off her clothes
I feel like Superman, yeah, I'm gon' hit my pose
My chain so solid too, you know that bitch froze
Solid too, like, that bitch solid too, you know what I'm sayin
Solitude, like, Superman crib, type shit, fortress, you know what I'm sayin
Cause that bitch frozen like ice, type shit
Speeding in this whip, type shit
I'm freestyling on the beat, don't gotta type shit
If I don't do no wrong, how can I write shit
I might come get your bitch just for the night shift
My pockets blue and green, I'm Kryptonite, shit
**** know when I come through, yeah, I'm gon' sip tonight
I been ridin' with this bitch on my hip tonight
I might let it off, off the rip tonight
Yeah, my wrist so Froze, but I'm still in my Zone
I ain't tryna start no war, but all you **** clones
I'm hiding these **** like I'm off my drone
I been tryna stay out my head, so I been off my phone
Off my phone, I been off my phone
I just tryna stay out my head, so I been off my phone
Off my phone, I been off my phone
I don't even need no ****, I'm gon' thug along
Written by: Will Coney
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