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F*** A COMPARISON
Hip-Hop/Rap
F*** A COMPARISON was released on January 31, 2025 by Rapture Music Group as a part of the album F*** A COMPARISON - Single
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Release DateJanuary 31, 2025
LabelRapture Music Group
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM71

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
a.cee
a.cee
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
ashton cale
ashton cale
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cameron February
Cameron February
Producer

Lyrics

Intro
(Mumble)
Chorus
Fuck a comparison, A dot C double E, he ending them
If you want shots then you know I'm sending them
Like a bartender im sending them
I said the same thing twice like a synonym
Mortal combat with the flow, I'll finish him
And the ladies love me like im Bellingham
Like a pedo in rehab, you know I aint feeling them
Verse 1
I got unlimited flows, you know im wavy like a ocean
If you put on a.cee theres commotion
I am the spark to the flame, why would you leave me open
If I am a gas tank, then i cause an explotion
As long as im focused and my soul lit
Then the music is ganna feed, yeah i be getting the best head
So good that curl my feet i give her all of my seed
Drawing on her like a monami
She only letting me, because she really inlove with me
Starting a business, you aint ganna stop me from having kids
I gotta read leviticus, without the lord i aint shit
Yeah, I cant believe this
Keeping my riches a secrete, dont give your love or your blessings
Bitch, I do not need it
Chorus
Fuck a comparison, A dot C double E, he ending them
If you want shots then you know I'm sending them
Like a bartender im sending them
I said the same thing twice like a synonym
Mortal combat with the flow, I'll finish him
And the ladies love me like im Bellingham
Like a pedo in rehab, you know I aint feeling them
Verse 2
Every new verse that i spit, ends up better than the last
I do not wear a mask, what you get is who i am
Dont be like my dad, that is a coward
Put the mac to your face just like some powder
You don't wanna fuck with me
Youll be dead up in a hour
Fix your face you sour, still i devour her
Me i am james bond, you Austin powers
I'm really onto something, you complain and do nothing
I know I'm me, yeah i know im him
Me and the money Siamese, shout out to my fans in new Orleans
Yeah, how can i care about fees
I'm getting rich by any means
Nobody cared about me, nobody cares about me
When i get a couple thousand, im ganna care about me
Only gone care about me, flow is like 400 thousand degrees
Go back to bed collect your z's
Continue sleeping on me, slap a rat for his cheese
Do it instantly, you cannot compare any other rapper to a.cee
Chorus
Fuck a comparison, a.cee he ending them
If you want shots then you know I'm sending them
Like a bartender im sending them
I said the same thing twice like a synonym
Mortal combat with the flow, I'll finish him
And the ladies love me like im Bellingham
Like a pedo in rehab, you know I aint feeling them
Written by: ashton cale
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