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T.R.I.D (feat. E-MAJOR)
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T.R.I.D (feat. E-MAJOR) was released on December 31, 2024 by 8499792 Records DK as a part of the album Day 1 (feat. E'Major) - Single
ReleasedDecember 31, 2024
Label8499792 Records DK
LanguageEnglish
BPM89
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Music Video

Music Video

Lyrics

Look
You fell in love with a hustler
So don't be mad if I don't keep in touch enough
Beat jumping sum like them kids playing double Dutch
I'm back at it
Addicted to rhythm like a crack addict
Practice makes perfect I'm rapping like I've been bad at it
Took some loses but I live to fight another day
And if shit ain't panning out I'll find another way
Imma make it by any means that are necessary
Whether that's today or the day I lay in the cemetery
A legendary
Might killa obituary
Breeds beats murda from February to January
I'm never folding
Never broken
And never weary
Pocket heavy playing with paper more then a secretary
Slow roll I been told I have a old soul
Shout out to my mama she taught me all that I know though
Like always take a picture
There's memories in a photo
And never pay for nun unless the price at a low low
You won't believe how much this means to me brings peace to me
To sit back and sing along in symphony
So find you a note and let me know
We can see how this goes
You got the light
I got the dro
We get high through the lows
You want beat boy
I I got what you want
You want bet boy
I I got what you want
So find you a note and let me know
We can see how this goes
You got the light
I got the dro
We get high through the lows
Born a lion been a king since I was cubbin
Another youngin with dreams of exactly what I'm becoming
The best maybe the greatest
I'll say it with my chest double back again then replay it
The best maybe the greatest
I cannot be imitated
'Cause I ain't one for the ages
I'm posted up getting faded
Like Kobe KB and Tatum
I want it then imma take it
I shoot my shot till I make it
You can't keep up with this cadence boy what the fuck was you thinking
Aye boy what the fuck was you thinking
We sipping and drinking like we posed to be on vacation
They say we live dangerous so everyday a celebration I'm history making
Baby shake it like she's Jamaican
Baby shake it like she's Jamaican
Look ion even want it but imma still entertain it
We chasing after commas just add it to the equation
Say dolla after dolla for every dollar we making
You won't believe how much this means to me brings peace to me
To sit back and sing along in symphony
So find you a note and let me know
We can see how this goes
You got the light
I got the dro
We get high through the lows
You want beat boy
I I got what you want
You want bet boy
I I got what you want
So find you a note and let me know
We can see how this goes
You got the light
I got the dro
We get high through the lows
Written by: Eric Vincent Santos

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