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Balance
61
Hip-Hop/Rap
Balance was released on January 17, 2025 by PLAY FRVR LLC as a part of the album Balance - Single
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Release DateJanuary 17, 2025
LabelPLAY FRVR LLC
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM78

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
PM FRVR
PM FRVR
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
PM FRVR
PM FRVR
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
AJ Stayworkin
AJ Stayworkin
Producer

Lyrics

She said her love language, dollar signs
But if she ain't a boss, she ain't one of mine
She asked me what it cost, this shit cost a lot
Maybachs and shit in the parking lot
Baby, this a Aquanaut
I know you chasing status, I get it, I get it
It used to be Gladys for the chicken, chicken
You don't got no talent, but you listen, listen
Life is about balance, why you tippin, tippin?
Repetition, I used to have the vacuum seals in the kitchen
When I used to rap, wasn't nobody listening
2021, just to be specific
Guess they didn't see the vision, I ain't tripping
Little shawty ain't yours, she for everybody
Little lame-ass **** stuck up in his body
How you mad about a girl, let her finish college
Shit, I knew she throwin' ass, I ain't even stoppin'
It cuz there's options, now we shoppin' black trucks on collins
If it's not about a dollar, then we change the topic
Expresso martini when we at the Deliahs
And now I got paper, they want me to be modest
(fuck outta here ****)
She say her love language, dollar signs
But if she ain't a boss, she ain't one of mine
She ask me what it cost this shit cost a lot
Maybacks and shit in the parking lot
Baby this a Aquanaut
I know you chasing status I get it I get it
It used to be Gladys for the chicken chicken
You don't got no talent, but you listen, listen
Life is about balance while you tippin, tippin
I can't hit you if you squeal cause I don't fuck with Mickey
I'm on a part-time crip, I pop a half a 60
Chrome on my socks and on my fucking tank top, huh
Checks to my LLC, I'm at the bank making drops, yeah
Fuckin exotic specimens, different DNA's on my cock, uh
Dwayne Johnson, these **** knowin' how I rock, uh
Maybach Benz, I bout to shit the granny block, uh
I'ma get the last letter, not the one for you to mock
The yacht leaving nine, said lil' bitch meet me at the dock
The Cartier compliment, the Van Cleef, she rockin' Fox
You take her to the yams, I'm overseas, we goin' tropical
Hard-headed bitch, she love a **** with them knots
She say her love language, dollar signs
But if she ain't a boss, she ain't one of mine
She ask me what it cost, this shit cost a lot
Made back some shit in the parking lot
Baby, this a Aquanaut
I know you chasing status, I get it, I get it
It used to be Gladys for the chicken, chicken
You don't got no talent, but you listen, listen
Life is about balance while you tippin, tippin
Written by: PM FRVR
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