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SF-24 Evo
3,879
Hip-Hop/Rap
SF-24 Evo 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
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM76

Credits

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

Lyrics

And for the first time in 93 years, this fabled race is won by one of their own
Charles Leclerc wins the Monaco Grand Prix to achieve his dream
We won it. Finally
Yesssssss
Yesss
Ah Ha
Yes, Yes, Yes, Yes
Never folded, baby, never bend. I want that GT63, the AMG, so they know where I Benz
I won't lose, baby, I'm gone win. Long as I'm making that shit back
Then I don't give a fuck how much I spend. **** cappin, that ain't how they live
Man, I just rap about shit I want you **** rap about shit y'all never did
At his top, I used to work at Lids. Man, I don't give a fuck about this rap shit
I just want some shit to play my kids. I won't bend, I won't never fold
Remember fighting in the bathroom, got in trouble cause my homie told
Lazy River, I got hella flows. I was on Poshmark taking pictures of my shit
Cause I got hella clothes. Heating up, I just came out the cold
I got these diamonds on my neck, so in the clutch, they know I never froze
Washing shit, I got another load. I'm only staying for the night
Girl, then tomorrow I'm back on the road. Waking up, I gotta punch the clock
I'm only stacking with my brothers, lego, get my **** off the block
Sixteen bullets in my .30 Glock. I might put one of them in the air
But man, the rest of these hoes getting shot. Monaco, I'm jumping off the yacht
Ferrari Pista, I'm gonna push it like Leclerc, bitch, I can't never stop
I'm cooking up, I just came out the pot. Yeah, I might fuck one of your bitches
But just know that we can't never swap. Cause my bitch bad, just like Nia Long
I'm low-key quick to lose my temper, probably best to just leave me alone
Dragging my nuts, just like Game of Thrones. I got a store in Dallas known for getting
Chicken, just like Post Malone. We playing man, but I'm still in my zone
Might get a penthouse in New York, all by myself, this just like Home Alone
Getting buckets, I'm gonna set the tone. They say I'm balling just like Kobe
You **** hoop like Jose Calderon. I'm not a chaser, I just make the dream
In middle school, boy, I was fighting back my tears when I ain't make the team
Now I'm up and, bitch, I'm on the scene. Hop out the whip with one of my pistols
Shooting shit like I came off the screen. Ain't no brakes, cause I want everything
These **** know that I won't bend and I won't break. I'm like a damn machine
I'm like a damn machine. Never folding, I want everything
Written by: Will Coney
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