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SOLDIER
64
Hip-Hop/Rap
SOLDIER was released on January 26, 2024 by KARMAMØB! as a part of the album X2
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AlbumX2
Release DateJanuary 26, 2024
LabelKARMAMØB!
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM134

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jenx2
Jenx2
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jen Tenison
Jen Tenison
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jen Tenison
Jen Tenison
Producer

Lyrics

If that for you is the same
Oh my God, everything changed
Everything you have been dropping ain't bang (ayy, ayy)
Bitch, I got a brand-new scope, and you're in range (okay)
Bitch, I got a new whip, it's a tank
I don't take a break
I'ma break the bank, how much I'ma make?
Throw it on a plate, throw it 'round the place
I got mo-
Ay, what?
Yeah-yeah
Like, bitch, I ain't new to this shit, I'm a KARMAMØB soldier
I got the cash in my hand like it's poker
I got the hash in my hand like a Smoker
Ridin' 'round town with a beam spreadin' more hurt
Whole scene wanna be clean spreading more dirt
Whole scene wanna be me, but it won't work
Cold feet, 'cause the whole scene on my shoulders (buh-buh-buh-buh)
Like, bitch, I ain't new to this shit, I'm a KARMAMØB soldier
I got the cash in my hand like it's poker
I got the hash in my hand like a Smoker
Ridin' 'round town with a beam spreading more hurt
Whole scene wanna be clean spreading more dirt
Whole scene wanna be me, but it won't work (ay)
Cold feet, 'cause the whole scene on my shoulders
Brand new M4, yeah, I got this shit straight from the store (ayy, ayy)
Aim the shit straight to your face (ayy, ayy)
He tryna talk and then he tryna walk (ayy, ayy)
But he run out of breath 'cause he can't run my pace (ayy, ayy)
I don't give a fuck 'bout your mo'fuckin' clique (ayy, ayy)
I'ma empty the clip at your mo'fuckin' place (ayy, ayy)
I said that already, but I had to say it again
To make sure that it entered your brain (buh-buh-buh-buh)
They all tryna do what x2 do
So they all tryna switch in a mo'fucker's lane
I'm smokin' mimosa, I'm smokin' exotic
I'm smokin' whatever the fuck is the strain (buh-buh-buh-buh)
They're all gonna do anything for the clout
They gon' do anything for the mo'fuckin' fame
Lookin' around everybody's that's down
And I wonder if that for you is the case
If that for you is the same?
Oh, my God, everything changed (ayy)
Everything you have been droppin' ain't bang (ayy, ayy)
Bitch, I got a brand-new scop and you're in range (ayy, ayy, okay)
Bitch, I got a new whip, it's a tank
I don't take a break, I'ma break the bank
How much I'ma make?
Throw it on a plate, throw it 'round the place
I got more to make
Chain hang, razor blade, blood stain
X2, XD, blood slain, let it bang
Sustain on the smoke, concave
Feelin' tall, brave, you get cross-faced
Do this all day, like, who want it with me?
Sleep, smoke, scream, keep it a three-peat
Bite like a parasite, always are leechin'
I'm wonderin' if your life has any meanin'
Like, bitch, I ain't new to this shit, I'm a KARMAMØB soldier
I got the cash in my hand like it's poker
I got the hash in my hand like a Smoker
Ridin' 'round town with a beam spreadin' more hurt
Whole scene wanna be clean spreadin' more dirt
Whole scene wanna be me, but it won't work
Cold feet, 'cause the whole scene on my shoulders (yeah-yeah)
Like, bitch, I ain't new to this shit, I'm a KARMAMØB soldier
I got the cash in my hand like it's poker
I got the hash in my hand like a Smoker
Ridin' 'round town with a beam spreadin' more hurt
Whole scene wanna be clean spreadin' more dirt
Whole scene wanna be me, but it won't work
Cold feet, 'cause the whole scene on my shoulders (buh-buh-buh-buh)
Written by: Jen Tenison
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