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365
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Hip-Hop/Rap
365 was released on January 1, 2025 by NOTHINGHEAVENSENT // VERYEVIL as a part of the album 365 - Single
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Release DateJanuary 1, 2025
LabelNOTHINGHEAVENSENT // VERYEVIL
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM72

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sohum Rao
Sohum Rao
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kenzee
Kenzee
Producer

Lyrics

(I-I wish)
Most of y'all trip 'bout hoes and I can't be the one
Pop out with 200, can't pop out with one
If that's a dead body, then dismiss the gun
Got expensive habits, undercover runner
She want the Fendi, the Prada, Designer
I gave her a dollar and told her "go find it"
She don't like Balenci, for Celine she riding
Swiping that card, if I want it I'll buy it
I treat the G6 like a Mercedes
Came back in the latest like it's a 380
Up in a G6 but this shit a plane
I'm going two times if you think that I'm playing
This just the latest tape that I been making
2025, best hide ya lady
2025, I'm on that new swag
Why you talking all that shit? Better move back
And cover up all the profit you been making
'Cause I send a hit at ya place when they take it
Park in the driveway, let it get shaky
Wait 'til he pop outside, then they shank him
Depending on which drugs I been taking
I prolly tell the bitch that she was my favorite
All of the withdrawals they be faking
They got a big mind they be wasting
Bitch, I been popping my hood
My drank out a cup with a wood, and I can't let you close if I could
And I can't shake ya hand unless bands is the loot
365, the motto, I booked it
She look like a model but she wearing Gucci
Fuck all that talking, I roll you like loose leaf
I sip out the bottle, my bitch is a two piece
Wonder if she getting Mookie like Subii
Count up the dividends
I make a M every week and that's word to my Twinnem
No, I don't sip on no beer, I sip drank like i'm KAN-A-KAN
Ran out of trust, I can't even let family in
Backends on backends, I repeat the system in
Broke all the rules and I'm busting the semi in (yeah)
Bitch, I'm the boss and I make all the commas (yeah)
They try to come watch it, I hop out the Mini Van (yeah)
Yeah, 365 like what Charli said
Lil bro put that FN straight to your head
I'm rocking Givenchy pajamas when I go to bed
I style in your dreams, in ya head
Told my slime "pop out"
I'm still gon' pop my shit, even off of the meds
I told em' to pass me the X
I know that it's Halloween, you gon' be scared of this TEC
Yeah, if you text that bitch, she ain't text back
It ain't your turn, cause she fucking with me
I'm rolling a 3.5 up in this reefer
I'm packing shit up in this leaf
Boy, i'm stating the truth, why you on me?
Pretty bitch named Chanel, but Celine on her feet
Better check the fit when I appear on ya feed
Can't tell me shit I can't listen or hear
Yeah, talk that shit get ya eye blacked out like Nilo
Flawless like Skiboychris
Boy, you know what I prefer to put in my sprite
I sip Wockhart not Triss
They been asking who the top of the underground
I'm like "it's me and slip"
Better not try to put my name up on no beef
Boy your ass not slick
Ok, run this shit back
Quit rolling up Thrax, ya ass gon' be lack
If you pillow talk, your phone gon' be tapped
Blackdrift, hvnsent always attackin
Boy, I'm rapping this shit like I ain't everlasting
Make her bend back, shit feel elastic
Go and tap that cart, shit feel like plastic
12000 degrees, I'm hot like plasma (holdup)
Waking up everyday, all I think about is money
And how ima get it in any way
Cop some Margiela, the 6, I ain't feeling the 7th place
Tryna come rob, u get sent away
I been fucked up for some time, reflecting on those sadder days
But I know I got better ways
Bitch, I done came up from everything nice
Had to double it so I could make me a center way
Written by: Sohum Rao
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