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TITLE PAGE
Hip-Hop/Rap
TITLE PAGE was released on March 28, 2025 by Rooted Collective Records as a part of the album TITLE PAGE - Single
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Release DateMarch 28, 2025
LabelRooted Collective Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM70

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Drizz
Drizz
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bryce Endrizzi
Bryce Endrizzi
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jackpott
Jackpott
Producer
Theo Ackermann
Theo Ackermann
Engineer

Lyrics

And just dependin' on the time of day
I might buy some ice I like the diamond chain
Then cop a furry coat straight from the store look like a lion's mane
And she on call like right away
She get so wet I hydroplane
And you know she gon' ride the wave
I never lied for fame, just took my pain to go ignite the flame
Every time I don't know what to rhyme I always find a way
Only problem is decidin' just what to write on the title page
Man...
Double R umbrella just to fight the rain
I reign supreme cuz you ain't in my league you just a type of lame
Only dimes inside and they all white just like fine China vase
Divide em with the gang
Get wine and steak, we at a wide acclaim
She see we movin' weight so she removin' her lingerie
I'm on the plane, a black man runnin' game like Robert Zane-y Zane
I'm wishin' I could touch the stars and write these bars
I'm on my way to Mars but you can't find my space
I'm gettin paid from state to state
I'm on this shawty waist she give me face we gettin Kevin Gates-y
Why would I lie, this shit on God, I'm like for heavens sake-y
Saquon way she barkin' for a taste same way I'm movin' lazy
I'm just a packer of that green bae, and it ain't Eddie lacy
And you know I don't let nothin phase me
I'm sayin fuck you pay me
That's on the daily
I might kill two birds with one stone but I won't throw 'em at a glass house
No handouts, cuz imma count this cash until I pass out
She fanned out, gotta ring for every finger that she wrapped round
Imma stand out, every one you lil figure ass **** in the background
And I'm big big drippin' and the pen Ken Griffey when I hit this bitch get smacked out
Take it out the park this shit comin' from the heart when I start can't bring me back down
But I be swimmin' with the sharks got my fin up in her spot finna arch it to the mark she tap out
Don't be slippin' from the start end up missin' in the dark Rosa Parks you can't move me to the back now
But I still ain't frontin' I'm the real deal stuntin' w my brothas on the come up we can't crash out
Runnin' round the racks like I'm track bound
Ask Apple they just put me on the map now
Essentially, I feel like Central Cee so don't you mess with me
I'm in the lead, I'm on a sprintin' spree, I'm with the winning team
Get on my pedigree, between the keys I'm like "Alicia please"
She speak Vietnamese, put me to sleep now let me catch some Z's
Written by: Bryce Endrizzi
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